Hey all. We just got back from an awesome, romantic weekend in Mexico. Random vaycay, but was much needed and fully enjoyed.
Before we get in to all the deets, first we gotta talk about our Thursday night. Robbie Laird had a funtastic b-day dinner/get-together at McNellie's {and elsewhere, as adjudged by some Friday texting} where L&K and R&Brad decided to start working toward the centennial club at McNell's. More on that later... After McN's, we headed to Joe Momma's to celebrate Racheal's 30th b-day. Milestone, y'all!
So, back on-topic. We stayed at the all-inclusive El Dorado Royale Casitas {s'possed to be in reg. ocean view room, but cha-ching we got upgraded}. Casitas are def the way to go for this resort. It was private and secluded, perfect for a few days of relaxing on the beach. We had a lazy river and swim up bar right outside our door, not to mention a day bed on our balcony. Relajada, indeed.
We got to the resort on Friday and immediately grubbed on some free food {technically included, but we considered all of it free}. We then headed down to the beach to relax in a cabana and take in the great views. We had to feel the caribbean water and then we got into our casita pool and chatted up with some of the other vacationers. We decided early on that the weekend's drinks would be Miami Vice {L} and Mojito {K}. Of course, we ordered other rand-o drinks, but let's be real...on the beach, these are necessary drinks. Well, those and water.
Yes, please!
Our casita.
Outdoor shower. {The only shower.}
Lazy river.
Our casita pool. Swim up bar. Lazy river to our casita. Great.
Also, we decided that we should take advantage of the all-inclusivity of the resort and that we should always be full. We never were hungry, really, because we just kept eating! But strangely, we didn't really gain any weight...
Friday was a blur and we were tired from getting up so early, so din-din was ordered in. But Saturday, we woke up early, refreshed and ready to relax. Rrr. Our first stop was the awesome buffet at Cocotal, and Layne basically got a plate of Nutella with a few slices of toast. No, but really there was Nutella and she was stoked. Straight from there, we headed to the beach cabana to read and take naps. I mean, it doesn't get any better than listening to the waves while ya' sleep.
Our cabana.
Our amazing view for the weekend.
After elevensies at Kampai, an Asian restaurant, we got a couple drinks and went back to the beach. Then, lunch was served, again at Kampai. After that, we went back to the beach and read. Hmm, could get repetitive. But c'mon, so calming.
First dinner Saturday night was at the fondue restaurant, which was about on-par with Melting Pot. We checked out the near-empty swing bar after dinner and got a couple G&T's. Then, after walking along the beach at night and almost stepping on a crab, we decided it was time for second dinner. Room service, hello! Tacos, burgers, nachos, two desserts, wow that sounds fat. Oh well.
Swing bar.
Sunday was more of the same. Amazing buffets in the morning, wind-blown beaches and naps after that, then we ventured to JoJo's for lunch {L got fish and chips and K got skirt steak}. We actually went swimming in the ocean for a while and it was more enjoyable than the pool water. It felt wonderful. We hung out in the casita pool again, chatting up other casitans who hailed from the UK, New Orleans, KC and Dallas.
Sangria. Good, but we've had better {Thanks Mrs. Turpin!}
Dinner was at Kampai, which was the best meal of the trip. We heard it going in, but for some reason we still waited until the last night to try it for dinner. Coconut curry chicken and stir fry lamb were delectable. And we had sushi. Really good sushi. And dessert was fried ice cream and a huge fortune cookie. It was so good, Layne considered going back an hour later. But calm down, we didn't. We didn't get room service either. But we did get more miami vices and mojitos.
The last night, God painted us a perfect sunset.
Monday, we enjoyed one last buffet breakfast before heading back home. The post-vaycay depression was softened by seeing boatloads of fireworks from the airplane coming into Tulsa. Good thing we didn't miss it because it's Layne's fav holiday!
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