Well, Ian and I just got back from our 5 night, 6 day trip to Puerto Vallarta. Despite the ending, it was a fantastic trip. So incredibly relaxing.
We stayed at La Jolla De Mismaloya, about twenty minutes south of town. All rooms are suites (meaning bedroom, living room, and kitchenette which we never used…but could of!). The service is excellent. The food ranged from ok to great. But for all inclusive, that’s pretty much par for the course. Huge pools, and with such a low occupancy rate, Ian and I often had an entire huge pool to ourselves (not kidding, we actually did!).
The beach at this resort is small, but sufficient. You end up spending more time at the pool anyways, drinking their strong, free, drinks. In fact, Ian had a little too much fun the first night and ended up a little sick. He recovered, and we ended up going on a canopy tour, where you are clipped in and race down zip lines across a river valley high up in the trees (one zip line was a quarter mile long, and one was a quarter mile up!). That was a blast. We met a really nice newlywed couple on the canopy tour and chatted with them the whole time.
Next up was snorkeling at Los Arcos with the beautiful angelfish (and other types I don’t know the names of!). I’ve seen more diversity of fish at the Mayan Riviera and Key West, but there were so many of the types we did see here! They would throw bread in the water and huge swarms would suddenly swirl about you. The angelfish will even surface in huge clumps of plastic-looking purple and orange.
The last night I started to have a scratchy throat and sinus congestion. Allergies there finally caught up to me, or a bug, not sure what. As we made our way to the airport to return home, I started feeling nauseous. Between the Puerto Vallarta Airport and DFW International Airport, I threw up more times than I count. Yes, that’s right folks, I got to experience that wonderful phenemenon in an airplane bathroom. How embarassing! I got up a dozen times. Apparently people would ask Ian when I was in the bathroom if I was ok. The stewardess asked Ian, and he said he wasn’t sure what brought it on, and she just replied “oh, it’s just Mexico!”.
Despite it all, the trip was wonderful. I would highly recommend the resort. Set against lush jungle-covered cliffs, it was truly an escape from the bustle of everyday life.
I cannot imagine how uncomfortable that must have been to have to pray to the plastic blue juice god on the plane.
September 18, 2005 @ 7:31 pmPictures! (But we can skip the bathroom ones, okay?)
September 19, 2005 @ 8:49 amHey, if you want pictures you get them ALL!!
Ian downloaded them, I’ll post a few here soon.
Hi Adam! New to my blog? I don’t think I’ve seen you around here. You have no idea how bad it was!! The funny thing is we saw Red Eye this weekend and the girl kneels down in the airplane bathroom in front of the toilet. I turned to my partner Ian and expertly said “there’s not enough room in a real airplane bathroom to do that!”
September 19, 2005 @ 10:31 amAnd you timed your visit perfectly, what with Rita coming along this week.
Glad you are both feeling better after your vacation.
September 20, 2005 @ 2:10 pm