In February Jason and I took an opportunity given to us to fly to Los Cabos, Mexico and spend 5 days there at the Royal Solaris resort. Jason’s employers had won the trip from a vendor and were not able to be away from home on the dates of the trip, so they asked us if we were interested in going, and of course, duh!
We left home at 6:30 on a Tuesday evening and stayed in St Louis. We flew out at 6 am on Wednesday morning and made it to Mexico that afternoon (with a stop in Denver). We got off the plane in Cabo and through customs and walked outside to the warmth and sunshine that I had been missing terribly, after a long cold winter at home. We bought our $9.50 (a piece!) beers from the bar outside of the airport and went to board our bus to the resort. We got there and spent the first day exploring the grounds and figuring out everything. By early evening we were exhausted and we called it a night after supper.
The next 2 days were spent next to the pool, meeting new friends and getting plenty of drinks and sunshine! We met an awesome couple from Missouri. We spent a decent amount of time with them while were on this trip, and I am so glad we met them, they made everything so fun! During the course of those days I was queened “Miss Solaris” at the pool (during a competition put on by the entertainment staff) and also showed off my “volleyball skills” (#sarcasmfont). :-) Friday evening we had decided to meet another couple to go off site for supper (because the food at the resort was not the best) well while getting ready I got sick….. vomiting :-( I was under the weather for about the next 18 hours.
Saturday morning (while I was still sick) we were scheduled (and had already paid) to go on a whale watching trip. Jason said we could skip it, but I knew that he was looking forward to it and I was hopeful I would feel better sooner rather than later. Turns out, I didn’t. I spent most of the trip in the bathrooms being miserable. I did make it up on the deck to see the whales, and was present when we went past Lands End (where Sea of Cortez meets the Pacific Ocean) and that was awesome.
After that was over we took the “struggle bus” (that is what one of the passengers called it – 10 of us – 5 of us sick, the other 5 were supportive spouses) back to the resort. I laid down and took a 2 hour nap and woke up feeling better. We went down for Jason to eat lunch and I ate a small plate of plain rice and we sat on Ann and John’s patio (our new friends) and gossiped the afternoon away. That evening we went to supper and called it an early night.
Sunday I woke up feeling better, so we went down for breakfast and then got ready for church. We walked into the town for an English mass at the Mexican church…. there was VERY little actually in English, but we still got the gist of it. We explored the town a bit and did a little souvenir shopping. We went back to the resort and remembered that I had won a gift certificate to the bar and grill across the street, so we went and got that out of the room and headed over there for some lunch. Rock and Brews was the name of the place and the food was the best I ate the whole time I was in Mexico…. it was good old American Bar food!! After filling our bellies we got our spots around the pool where we camped out the rest of the day. That evening we had the members dinner, so we got all dressed up and went to that. We had a nice time and followed that by going in to the “disco” at the resort. It was fun and we stayed out WAY too late considering the fact that we were spending the next day in airports and on planes. Monday started early and was a LONG day but we thankfully got back to St Louis as scheduled (some in our group had to stay at the resort an extra day or be rerouted through other towns and spend extra nights in the states waiting on flights because of the weather.)
Clockwise 1. Jason in the waves, they were huge and sounded like thunder claps from our room. 2. My pizza at the resort, with what I assumed were hotdogs on it (I ordered a sausage pizza) 3. Miss Solaris and one of her groupies. 4. Land’s End 5. Us in front of Church 5. The beach 6. Beach Selfie on our morning walk 7. “Stop looking at me Swan” said at least 1000 times. 8. Thank goodness Jason remembered (and had room) to pack his air guitar, he needed it!
On the way home from St Louis at midnight we hit a large rock (or some sort of debris) in the road and busted our tire rim, which in turn made our tire go flat. Luckily it happened near an exit ramp, so we were able (we…as in Jason) to change the tire without the cars whizzing past in close proximity and with the help of a street light that was there. We finally arrived home around 1:30 am. It never felt so good to be home.
The boys were somewhat attached to us for a few days afterwards, but have since gotten over it. Jason and I had a nice time, but both agreed, we don’t need to travel like that again for a few years, it got hard to be away from the kids for that long (unless someone is willing to pay for it, then of course we would go anytime!) :-) We were happy to have gotten the break from the daily stress of kids, to meet so many wonderful people, and we got to spend some days in the sunshine and warmth, while home was in a deep freeze!