Summer has ended. But 2015 has been my endless quest for summer, and I don’t intend to stop just yet.
Next up: Mexico!
First, a few fun facts:
- I am half Mexican. Most people don’t believe this.
- I minored in Spanish in college. Yet I am a terrible Spanish speaker. I admit this most ashamedly.
- I LOVE Mexican food. I can eat guacamole by the bowlful, cheese like it’s my job, and refried beans until my travel-mates insist I lay off the musical fruit.
So it was about time to go back to the Mothership. On a girls getaway, with a TravelZoo voucher to the Four Seasons in Punta Mita.
I’ll admit, I’m more of a travel adventurer, so this getaway wasn’t quite my normal style: lounging poolside and beachside for hours on end and staying mostly on resort property like sloths. But we had a grand time, and mostly because: SNACKS!
What I mean by this is that the Four Seasons is extremely on top of their customer service. We would sit under a palapa, gazing at the perfectly manicured sand and the great wide blue, and attendants would come bearing SNACKS in their little blue cooler. For free! Every hour! Something new every time! And all so very yum.
Yes, thank you, I will have a coconut popsicle. Oh, another? Sure, don’t mind if I do! I’ll help myself to the strawberry, pineapple, and banana flavors, just to make sure they were as good as the coconut one. And maybe one more coconut to round it out.
And then: a banana coffee frosted smoothie drink? My friend doesn’t want hers, so I’ll help you out and take both!
And then: ice-cold lemongrass scented towels to cool down my sweaty face in this intense heat? Of course I’ll accept! (Not a snack, but still a treat.)
And then: a passion fruit frosted smoothie drink? Why even ask? You betcha I’ll take one!
And then: a self-serve candy cart where I can scoop to my heart’s delight all the treats that I can jam into a plastic bag? I think I’ve died and gone to heaven!
And thus the vacation went. Mostly eating, swimming, lounging, eating, drinking, reading. Sometimes at the beach, sometimes at the adult pool. I snuck in a snorkel for good measure. And a couple trips to the gym.
In our defense, it was extremely expensive to get off property. We did hire a ride one day (for $120 roundtrip) to visit Sayulita, a charming bohemian surf town just 20 minutes away. The excursion was well worth it, even though we were melting by noon and didn’t have the appetite to eat at the famed local taquerias. I was told by a friend that the Al Pastor taco cart had the best tacos in the world. Makes my mouth water just thinking about it.
It rained the last day and a half, otherwise we would have taken a boat to the nearby Marietas Islands. This is where the adventure-seeker in me would have gone scuba diving or attempted swimming through the narrow channel to Hidden (aka Lover’s) Beach. So if I ever go back to Punta Mita, that will be the first thing on my to-do list.
Adios! Vamos a la playa!