We travelled to the Mayan Riviera for a week of fun and sun on January 14th, 2011. It was my first time to Mexico and to an all-inclusive resort. It was a great experience. The food was very good. There was lots of variety and the buffet was replenished often. Anthony didn't like the milk there (it is cow's milk- but they don't refridgerate it right away and it seemed sweeter).
The people were so attentive and helpful. We made sure to tip often. Anthony was warming up to them and would say "Gracias Amigo" and "Hola" a lot. They loved that! Ed had been to Mexico a long time ago and still knew a good amount of spanish. So much, that a few servers asked if he spoke espanol.
I have a new found respect for the Mexican people. I know the country has a lot of crime and the policing is corrupt. The people we spoke to were friendly, hardworking people. That area of Mexico is the safest to live according to the locals we spoke to. Even though a lot of them would love to live in a country like Canada. The wages they earn are so low compared to ours. The one man told us he gets paid pesos equal to $5 us a day. Some people don't tip often, so he is lucky to leave with $20-30 after a days work.
It was so nice to leave Canada for a whole week of cold weather. I kept thinking I'll come back and it'll be July. No, burrr...it was -10 and still January. We all had a great time and I hope in a few years, when the kids are older we can go back down south sans children. This time they were too young to leave at home. I told Ed, that either we all go, or we all stay home. I knew I'd be a wreak without them (plus who would nurse Ava and take both of them for a week)? Anthony is 3.5, more independant now, so a good age to go. Ava is 9 months, so too young to get into anything yet. She tried to eat the sand though.
I was nervous taking my insulin pump and supplies through security at the airport for the first time. I had my travel letter from my doctor and airport pump info from medtronic. I didn't have a problem with any of that. They didn't even ask to see my letters. On our return flight, the Mexican security took my hand sanitizer. No biggie. I guess the bottle was bigger than 4 ozs.
Buenas Noches!
Buenas Noches!