Settling In

These wooden walkways are the bee's knees for getting around. First order of business was the central shop to get a few breakfast and lunch items for the room. On my way back I managed to attract A small group of Coati, which I now know is the correct name for what I previously described as kotamundi. Not aggressive, just curious about my grocery bag.

The ocean was my next destination. Had to keep an eye out for those potential invaders by sea. The federal government owns the beach up to the high tide line and public access to the beach is required. Legislation reinforcing this requirement was adopted here in October. It will be interesting to see how the resorts with their tight security are going to manage meeting that requirement. 

All of the piers are closed. From the looks of them it is damage from hurricanes that put them out of commission. I was happy to see a pelican - a cool bird.

Next stop was the pool designated residents at the Grand Luxxe. Unofficial guests are the Coati who make regular rounds of the lounge chairs looking for food. If you leave your bag unattended, they will be into it and off with any edibles. I watched one bold enough to snoop while the chair was occupied. 

What a day! Thanks for sharing it.

 

Vidanta Riviera Maya -- The Adventure Begins

 Hola!

I'm here as the guest of my brother, Preston Drew and his wife Catherine, who are timeshare owners at this resort in Quintana Roo, Mexico. It is a special trip as it comes after Drew's survival of multiple serious health challenges over the last couple of years. For me, it is a celebration of that and the opportunity to spend precious time with him.

Here we are arriving at the Cancun Airport. 

I think they've been coming here for 20 or so years, although this is their first time staying at this residence, The Grand Luxxe. It is aptly named. Our room is luxurious. The veranda is huge and includes a massage table and plunge pool. No people or noise, only the woods.

The level of luxury is beyond anything I've experienced. Caution, it's likely addictive and you know how susceptible I am to that stuff. : - )

I have an exercise table -- they call it a massage table but I'm using it for a physical therapy table. It is right outside my room so no excuses for me. 

 

Unless they come by sea we don't have any worries about safety -- it is a walled community. Guests are transported around the facility using electric trams. An alternative is the system of raised wooden walkways with lots of directional signs for those who prefer using Shank's Mare. (You will need to turn the map photo upside down. I can't figure out how to rotate it.)

Adios.