I enjoy taking active vacations tiki-touring around in a rental car navigating strange new places, and years ago, when I was on vacation with my family in Mexico we were indeed out and about, touring the ruins of Tulum, snorkeling in Cozumel's reefs and meeting sea turtles in the caves and coves of Xcaret.
This was not going to be one of those vacations. Visiting the Riviera Maya to be in my friend's wedding I arrived at the luxurious compound that is the Iberostar Grand Hotel with 48 hours to experience the relaxing joy of doing nothing in a tropical palace and to celebrate a beautiful marriage. In addition to the bathroom being bigger than the room I inhabited in my New York apartment, the beach was practically on the doorstep, the grand staircase was as grand as the one in the movie Titanic and fresh flowers were delivered. A weekend of palm trees, waves, hot tubbing, fresh seafood, and no phone or internet, paired with the Ya-ya sisterhood-like bonding that comes with being in a bridal party made for a whirlwind of a trip and a gorgeous alternate reality - one that narrowly escaped tropical depression Ida!
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