The ultimate vacation, for me, is the tropical getaway. I travel quite a bit for work, and love seeing new places, but rarely do I block five days and relax on a beach. That’s exactly what I did this past week. My girlfriend and I (she’s responsible for a few pictures here too, so you know) headed to Mexico to fully ensconce ourselves in the blood pressure lowering confines of the Viceroy Riviera Maya.
The resort is set up as a series of villas, tucked into a heavily forested part of the Mexican coastline. It’s like a well appointed Spanish speaking version of Swiss Family Robinson with an emphasis on delicious food and super attentive service. Everywhere you turn there’s a very pleasant Viceroy staffer happily willing to help get you a towel, clean your sunglasses or help you with anything you could possibly need. And it’s not crowded — and that is key. While we were on the property, we barely saw more than four or five guests. No lines for anything, ever. No trouble getting your preferred cabaña on the beach, no waiting for a table at one of the restaurants. Coming from the insanity of the city, this was crucial to the relaxation factor. We needed waves, sun and a salty breeze, not lots of people.
Making a decision as to where to go on vacation, there are many things to consider. We wanted a resort that is small, relaxing and it a needs to be easy to get to from NYC. We spent nearly the entire time in Mexico on the Viceroy property and couldn’t have been more content.
I was continuously awed by the views and the beauty of the place. The blue skies and blue seas contrasted with the deep greens of the foliage. It is, undeniably, in the running for the title of paradise. This place is fully endorsed, recommended and all that good stuff. Frankly, I insist.
Over the past few months I have stayed in some amazing hotels, so Checking In is my attempt to share those experiences with you. Think of it as a less bitchy TripAdvisor for guys that like Barbour coats. Oh, and I took the name from The Standard Edition, well, because I couldn’t come up with anything better and I didn’t think Jamie would mind me stealing it if I sent him some booze and throw a link his way. Honesty + gifted liquor = best policy.