TULUM!

Elizabeth and I usually head to Palm Springs for our birthdays, for a weekend of sun and chips and giggling at each other, but this year, slightly on a whim, we’ve decided to go to Tulum, so that I might be on vacation literally until the moment that I go back to work (read: the very next morning.) DID WE GET SO EXCITED THAT WE BOOKED THE HOTEL SUPER QUICKLY BEFORE READING ALL OF THE REVIEWS, ONLY TO COME TO FIND THAT A GOOD 50% OF PEOPLE WHO STAY IN THE ‘RUSTIC CHIC’ ESTABLISHMENT HATE IT WITH A FIRE RESERVED ONLY FOR ONE STAR TRIP ADVISOR REVIEWS?

You KNOW it.

MIGHT OUR ‘PRIVATE PLUNGE POOL’ BE FULL OF SEAWEED AND BUGS? PERHAPS MAYBE. IF SUCH IS THE CASE, WILL I SPEND THE WEEKEND STILL COUNTING MY BLESSINGS THAT I GET TO GO AT ALL, AND BE WITH MY FRIEND, AND STARING AT THIS PICTURE OF WHAT IT’S SUPPOSED TO LOOK LIKE?

You know THAT, also.

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