Day One -Aventura Spa Palace

Well, yes, they DID say there was a hurricane headed to Cancun. But I'm from Myrtle Beach and we've been through dozens of hurricanes and hurricanes that petered out to tropical storms. Besides, Mike called the place and they said to C'mon down, y'all - olé!

We checked in to a bottle of champagne and wine waiting in our room with a note to wish us Happy Anniversary (yeah, its not, but they like to play that up, so we milked it). Get a load of the 'nip' bar. The fridge below held mixers.


Mike immediately relaxed on our hammock.


Here's Mike at the pool 'con margarita':


Day one was great. The place was gorgeous...




At night, we had a nice Mexican dinner and saw a circus in our lobby. They didn't serve alcohol at dinner - which we thought strange, but we chalked it up to the fact that maybe it was just this restaurant that we picked. Little did we know, it was the management's sly way of trying to ensure that there would be less rowdy drunkards in the morning. Here's some shots of our nice relaxing night:

Crazy hoola hoop chick


Stair-climbing handstand guy


This guy swung and flipped giant lighted shapes. Sounds doofy but it was kinda cool


When we got back to our room, there was a note saying to pack up our valuables and essentials and meet at the designated area. What designated area? So I called the lobby and no one answered, so we began REpacking everything we'd just put into the drawers and closets. They told us to put our belongings in the bathroom. Mike got no sleep worrying about what would happen. I was out like a log as soon as my head hit the pillow. We never evacuated growing up. I figured it was something they did cuz we were a bunch of Euro-Americano tourists. We'd be back in a day.