In 2023 I attended a fundraiser for the Central Texas Food bank and in a moment of dissociation from my bank account, I bid on a week at a resort in Mexico. I won, along with a whole bunch of other people, because it turned out that they were that they had a lot of vouchers to promote the place.
Finally, last week, I went to the resort near Cancun. Taking my 17-year-old daughter and her friend who were very excited to be able to take lots of photos on Spring Break and share them on social media like their friends were doing.
Last Monday, we picked up my daughter‘s friend and drove 2 1/2 hours to Houston, where my sister kindly gave us a ride to the airport. Airline ticket prices have gone up so high that it was hundreds of dollars less expensive to fly out of Houston than to try to make awkward flight connections starting in Austin where we live.
We arrived and checked in to a beautiful spot. It had been 25 years since I had last been to Mexico. As a child, my parents loved Mexico and we went with church groups to Cozumel several times, and my family would also stay in old colonial hotels in the interior. Hotels in Mexico taught me that true luxury is staying in a historic and beautifully crafted building where you can walk straight down the stairs and right down a path onto a beautiful beach. It was old school luxury. Nothing technological, but beautifully maintained rustic spaces and great service and lots of beauty. And the sea and the pool, which for me as a lover of all things water (being a true Pisces), is my absolute favorite.
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