this can't be our room . . .

As you can see, Samantha is beside herself!

Are you kidding? Yes, that's a hot tub,  on our Veranda

Another view, in case you couldn't tell how fabulous this is . . .

Inside our haven

Master Bath and Boudoir (yes we had two bathrooms!)

Le Swan . . . this is the difference between hotel and resort!

A better view . . . our boudoir

Our view

B . . . A . . . L . . . ? Does it matter? It's ALL GOOD!

Happy Birthday Samantha! Love ya, Carrie and Charlotte

At the end of the day, literally, we had traveled across our country (the hard way) and down the Ba ha Peninsula of Mexico, in search of paradise . . . I believe we found it. And, oh by the way, it just happened to be Samantha's 49th birthday! Yes, the baby of the group and barely age eligible for Group Therapy . . . technically, she is now in her 50th year, so she qualifies! We arranged for this fabulous floral arrangement to be in our room when we arrived (yesterday . . . yet another reason to delay our room arrival; they had to find the flowers) When we opened the door, we could smell paradise too!


The only thing left for us to do is unpack, go to the deli for snacks and have a cocktail. It's not 5:00 in Mexico, but OMG, we have earned an early start. (A philosophy we applied to every drink we drank until we landed in Birmingham at the end) We had our duty free alcohol, all we needed was mixers and sustenance. We had decided earlier in the day that we had wasted too much time to get dressed up and go to one of the resort restaurants for dinner; we were going to eat junk food and drink dinner !


To be continued . . .