If you haven’t been to Mexico, book your trip yesterday. I was expecting it to be just your standard pretty beach, but it was so beyond that. My mom and stepdad took me and my boyfriend, Bradford, on a 7-day trip for the first week of May as a late college grad gift. They’re exclusive members of this adult-only resort and go a few times a year, so they decided to bring us along.
When we arrived in Cancun, we were picked up from the airport and took a forty-five minute drive to the resort. We pulled up to the lobby which was in itself just insane. Once we arrived to El Dorado Seaside Suites, they greeted each of us by first name while pouring champagne and draping our necks with eucalyptus-infused cooling towels, so I was on cloud 9. We mosied into the concierge office where they gave us a breakdown of our itinerary, room numbers, and the names of our butlers. Yes, I said “butlers” with an “s.” I figured I was hallucinating because how not casual is that?
While they finished prepping our rooms, we had some lunch at one of the cafes and then did a bit of exploring. Coconut trees, hammocks, palapas, sweet-salty sea air, kid-free. If you look up “serenity” in the dictionary, a picture of this place would appear next to it I swear. I never really considered myself a “beach” person before this vacay.
We headed back to the lobby to be escorted to our rooms. Bradford and I walked into our suite and I thought I was hallucinating for the second time. It was massive and the view was BEYOND. Naturally my OCD kicked in and I had to immediately unpack and get everything organized while Bradford napped to block-out my type-A tendencies. We changed into our suits and went down to my parents room to meet our butlers before heading out to the swim-up bar.
Our butlers, Hector and Mauricio, asked us what we would like delivered to our room for breakfast each morning and so my natural reaction was “excuse me?” and it was not because I didn’t hear them. Heaven. Literally this was my heaven. Bradford and I chose figs, papaya, mango, and pineapple to be included on our morning fruit plates along with a fresh pot of coffee, almond milk, and pastries.
Our first dinner was naturally Mexican food and it was delicious. We sat at the bar with some margaritas and guac before sitting at our table. I usually avoid margaritas because they’re so sugary, and as you know I avoid sugary drinks at all costs typically by sipping on this drink. But luckily in Mexico a margarita is Don Julio Reposado on ice with a squeeze of fresh lime and splash of agave. SO bomb. The night was filled with guac, vegetarian fajitas, flan, rice pudding, and more Don Julio. They drink that stuff like water there. After dinner we headed up to the room relax and prepare for our first full day and week ahead.
To start off the Mexico series, I want to go ahead and preface with this. Drake released “Views” a few days before we left on vacay and we listened the whole plane ride down there. I really liked “Weston Road Flows” right off the bat, but it wasn’t until we got to Mexico that I realized I could relate to some of it. One of his verses goes, “Cancun when I got signed, they upgraded the suite/Don Julio in the freezer that they gave us for free.” When my mom booked our suite, she requested Don Julio Reposado to be stocked in our fridge. Bradford and I opened up our mini fridge upon arrival and there it was. And I don’t mean the mini travel bottles. I mean a full-size bottle, which was also accompanied by three other bottles and some bubbly on ice.
So what were my thoughts after our first day? We were going to be living like Drake for an entire week.
Read Part 2 here! 🙂
Photography by Rebecca Rollolazo and Bradford Pasquali.