Well didn’t he handle this with aplomb. We would have told that first lady what we REALLY thought and then tried to convince Southwest we deserve free airfare for life. A funny letter of complaint to an airline with an unusual response from customer service
We both felt this way about Florence. Maybe it was the wine and carbo-loading, but it felt like home. 5 Bohemian Cities that Feel like Home
Really, guys? #1 song that should be on all cruise ships’ DO NOT PLAY list: My Heart Will Go On. #2 is anything by Train because let’s be honest, I would rather jump. Costa Concordia Passenger: Titanic Theme Played As Ship Hit Rocks
First we have to get over our apparently irrational fear of the bends and I just don’t see that happening. 10 Best Scuba Diving Spots in the World
So I really want to make an Aladdin tie-in here without being culturally insensitive… but doesn’t it look like the palace where Jasmine and the Sultan lived? In any case, these pictures are stunning. The Grand Mosque
the romantic & the wino
Hubs and I have never been attracted to the idea of all-inclusive resorts. They’re on par with cruises in our minds: might be great when we’re older and have kids and really do want to just sit by a pool or a beach on our one vacation of the year… but for now? Not for us.
SO we booked one last night!
I know. But about a month ago, we were reminiscing with B&K about our weekend in St. Thomas. We obviously concluded that another tropical vacation was necessary, and thus began the research. Adventurers at heart, we looked at everything from a treehouse in Belize to a mountainside resort in Nicaragua to renting a beachfront bungalow in Barbados.
All options looked amazing, but everything we found presented at least one issue–travel time (we’re only going for a long weekend), price, or general logistics made the trip seem like it was going to be more trouble than it was worth.
Until, the heavens opened up and shined their light upon the Excellence Resort Playa Mujeres.
Why yes, it IS right near Cancun!
Booked, confirmed, five short months away, and I’m feeling the teensiest bit guilty. The wino and I have made it our goal to proudly reclaim “lazy.” To us, it means that we venture to far off places and take the culture in stride, getting the most out of our time with a bottle of local wine and a view. Around here, lazy is a good thing: it means we don’t torture ourselves with a jam-packed itinerary and group tours of boring places…
But an all-inclusive resort feels like it’s the real lazy, you know?
So maybe we’re selling out, but I also figure this: if the main goal of traveling is to experience things all over the world, then we owe it to ourselves to take a weekend next to one of five pools, wave over a waiter for another drink, and see if this really is the life, right?