It was a last minute trip just to get away from the Canadian winter. The resort was pretty good. I would say it was well run, well appointed with pretty much anything you could need but the word I could best use to describe its decor would be 'minimalist'. The lobby and common areas were very cavernous, stony and without much variety in texture. But this might make a lot of sense on the Yucatán Peninsula where hurricanes like to frequent. The wind and water could go right through the building without causing too much damage (I suppose).
It is a wide spread resort with many of these buildings. The main lobby and dining room were off in another direction, across a sort of swampy jungle area. It was a fair walk to get there and if you were in the building at the far end, you wanted to make sure you had everything you needed for a day at the beach before leaving your room because that was quite a walk too.
What do Canadians do when they travel? They build an "inukshuk", an Inuit cairn that says "Now the people will know we were here." This one is made out of coral.
The beach was pretty good and there was a reef further out within swimming distance. It was great for snorkeling.
There were giant holes in the bathroom wall. There's the bathtub. There's the hole. There's the bed. There's my husband.
From the other direction through the hole you can see the toilet which, although was in a little stall, was only guarded by a loosely swing opaque glass door which was not really quite private enough. Shower is next to the toilet with the same sort of opaque glass door. Down the hall there where you see my daughter making a hasty retreat is the door leading into the bathroom. There was a lock on the door to the bathroom in spite of that huge gaping hole.
