Before I knew it we were landing and trekking to Immigration. We choose a line that is just weird. I don’t know how else to describe it. There are four open stations for our line. Every single agent leaves to do something, for long periods. The people they leave standing at their stations look worried. At one station the agent comes back and takes the couple away. Most of these people have passports from countries other than the US. I don’t know if that is significant or not. People are leaving our line because it is moving so slowly. I am always sure if I leave a slow line, the line I change to will get slow too. So, we stay put.
When it is finally our turn, a fifth agent calls us to her station. It goes quickly. We get our bags and fortunately we get in a quick moving Customs line. We get the green light and we are on our way outside.
My best friend, Erika, just recently took her first trip to Mexico. She texted me and asked why I didn’t tell her there are people who stop you and try to get you to switch hotels. I reminded her that I said, “Stop for NO ONE! Just keep going until you get outside, and then find your transportation.”
We find our driver from Canada Transfers quickly. Our driver is chatty. The drive is just about 25 minutes. After all these trips, I still get a thrill when we drive through the gates. We drive up to the entrance the bellboys open the door to the van and welcome us home. I think they say that even if it a person’s first time. We are given washcloths to wipe away the travel grungies and taken to the bar. A woman from my Facebook group, Iberostar Grand Paraiso, comes over to say hello. We ask the bartender for bubbles.
The bellboy asks for our passports and takes them to the front desk. Sarah (one of the assistant general managers) and Fernando (public relations manager) come over to say hello.
Fernando has a baby girl and she is about to have her first birthday and I give him a present for her. That is why he is holding a pink bag.
After they leave, I go over to the lobby desk to exchange money. I leave a glass of bubbles that is half full. When I go back to the bar, Daniel is there and my glass is full again.
I am always happy to see Daniel again. We chat with him for a bit and then the bellboys take us to our room in Building 71. They have full glasses of bubbles for us there too.
We go up to our room, where there are beautiful flowers, a fruit basket and polo shirts that say “We’re back.” When I was here in May I left the shirt they gave me because I don’t wear them and we have so many already. Zung wears them and he wants to keep them.I
I do the CROW – ceremonial removal of the watch (I don’t wear a watch when I’m on vacation, and this is a ritual I perform shortly after I arrive in the room).
Zung puts on his robe, because that’s what makes him feel like he’s on vacation. (Mimosa’s at the airport are what make me feel like I’m on vacation).
We go out on the balcony and enjoy our kick-ass view. Because of all the champagne I have been given, I am two fisting it at this point. (And if you are very observant and into details you will realize this picture was taken before I did the CROW).
A butler comes and puts our wristbands on. I make requests for my Havana Siete and pillow (down for me and a firm foam one for Zung) to be in the room upon our arrival.
I think to myself that I just need some limes. About that time, room service arrives with a plate of limes! They remembered! (The butlers remembered, not room service). I do not, however, make a rum and coke with lime. I am pretty tipsy at this point.
We get ready for dinner. My hair is always toast at this point. I have bought something called the Perfecter Hair Styler. It’s a curling iron with teeth instead of a clamp. It gives soft curls and this helps repair my hairstyle. I think it looked better in real life, than it does in this picture.
Dinner tonight is at Toni’s Surf and Turf.They have a new menu, but still have my favorite, rib-eye steak, which we both have. We both start with a new item on the menu, a salad that has apple in it. This is really good, and very flavorful.
Both steaks are cooked perfectly and are delicious. Zung has grilled vegetables with his- they look like zucchini.
I have Potatoes Lyonaisse with mine.
We also have a bottle of red wine. I drink 1 1/2 glasses. I live at altitude and at sea level I can usually drink a lot more (it’s true, try it). However, I was feeling completely wasted by the end of dinner and knew that I was not going to make it to the Lobby Bar. I know the arrival champagne had something to do with it, but still, I was really wasted. This is really unusual for me.
We take the rest of the bottle of wine back to the room and finish it and I sleep really well. I take medication for my Trigeminal Neuralgia and I have recently increased the dosage significantly and I think this is affecting my lower tolerance for alcohol and realize that I am going to have to watch it.
Still, it is SO good to be home.