I made a full sprint off the plane. I didn't care so much about the 99% humidity, my toes just wanted to see the sand. My plan to make a mad dash to the resort was, of course, thwarted, due to customs and immigration. As soon as we walked through the doors at the Cancun airport, you were greeted by no less than 103893 people wanting to help you with your bags. Promptly after you passed the rush of anxious help, you arrived at the bar: "Welcome to Cancun!" it read above.
Vacation. Priceless.
We arrived at the resort (recommended by one of my dear friends, KT), in Playa Mujeres, Mexico, about 20 minutes North of Cancun. About .45 seconds after stepping out of the car, I was handed a glass of champagne and a COLD washcloth to wipe away the worries and stress we had left at home. After checking in, a man dressed like Steve Irwin on Safari took our luggage and escorted us to our room.
WOW. It was beautiful and nothing less than what we had expected. The resort was the same way...landscaping was flawless and our room was just beautiful.
Since I took tons of pictures during our stay, I'm going to have to blog in stages. The first Part will give you a glimpse of our resort and room...with any luck, you'll be booking your own trip to the Excellence Resort Playa Mujeres!
The breathtaking lobby in the hotel.

The other side of the lobby.

One of the resort buildings and pools (I think most of the resort grounds were pools).

One of the restaurants over the pool and the pool bar below.

I thought these would be amazingly comfortable...until I saw someone try to get in the hammock. I didn't want to embarrass myself too badly, so I never tried one out. Plus, where would I put my drink?!

Another pool... these chairs were packed during the day.

There was lots of charm, too! Many of the rooms had window boxes, which made me wish we had gone to Paris instead. I would have never gotten the tan I have in Paris.

...and our view from one of the restaurants! The water = amazing.

I cannot tell you how many pounds of salsa and guac Bobby and I went through in 5 days. They served it with chips every day before lunch and we definitely put a world of hurt on those puppies.

And now for our room tour... presenting, our room. A few notes: everything was very...open... including the shower and water closet (toilet area). Yes, you can see whoever is showering from the room. Not much privacy here! But it still was beautiful.

The jacuzzi tub. I have a severe distaste for bath tubs...let alone bath tubs that OTHER people have used before. It was left untouched, but would have had a nice view of the pool if we used it!

The bathroom... the shower had a waterfall shower head. I marched Bobby right up to Lowes when we got home to have him install one in our bathroom pronto.

The "living area." Complete with cold champagne when we first got there, and chocolate-covered strawberries at night during turn down service. Bobby and I now fight at night over who has to fetch the champagne and strawberries.

I took one look at this bad boy, drank a glass of the promotional champagne and passed out as soon as we got into our room. Bobby went to the gym. We seem to have our priorities well in check... it was fantastic until the Mexican sun came beating down on me around 4pm.

And lastly...our view from the room. We didn't use the chairs once, but we did frequent the pool. I cut a hibiscus from the plant every morning and wore it in my hair. My flower headband from J. Crew just wasn't cutting it.

Ahh, Mexico. As my tan fades, I wish more and more that we never had to leave. Part 2 coming up next: The Barrick's and Bachmann's do Isla de Mujeres. Watch out!