My last full day in Punta Cana was spent lounging around, I also had a fabulous spa treatment. We enjoyed the beach, the pools, and had one last dinner together.
Overall, I truly enjoyed the vacation. It had been a long time since I’ve been able to not really worry about anyone other than myself. I still worried about my family and halfway through the vacation I found myself thinking “I really wish my husband was here” more than I’ve admitted. I look forward to visiting again, with him.
I had fun, but was anxious about getting home to my family. So, with that said, til next time!
When I’m on vacation I usually like to venture out and see the sights of the land. There were two things that stopped me from leaving the resort in Punta Cana. First, I speak no Spanish and the natives spoke no English. Second, I didn’t have my personal bodyguard (aka my husband) with me. There was also the issue of having no cellular service outside the resort. So, on the third day of the trip, while my roommates and a few others were out on excursions, I had quite a relaxing time at the resort.
I enjoyed breakfast with myself at the Italian eatery in the main building. The table I was seated at had a great view. And I allowed myself to drift off and get caught up in the beautiful scenery. After breakfast I did a little window shopping to get an idea of what souvenirs I’d be getting for my loved ones.
After window shopping, I headed down to the beach and enjoyed the breeze off the water. It was beyond refreshing. And of course, had yet another beach photo shoot.
I always see commercials or movies with the most relaxing looking beach scenes. They usually include; a beach babe, a cocktail, sunglasses, a beach hat, lounge chair, and some sort of entertainment like a book or headphones. Obviously the thing that I was missing to make my experience as seamless as what I see on film was hired help. I won’t even tell you how many shots it took to get a photo that was usable.
A few of my travel mates were at the adult only pool, Eden, so I went to meet them there. There wasn’t as much of a breeze at Eden so I was happy about my friend letting me borrow her oversized hat for the day. It provided a good amount of shade. I cooled off in the water for a bit then took in some shade under an umbrella on a lounge chair, when one finally became available. The Eden pool was much more laid back and relaxed (BORING) than we had anticipated and after so many drinks a person HAS to let loose.
Thank God for Central Pool and its daily live DJ! I don’t swim, but enjoy pools like everyone else. The DJ was spinning jam after jam. The dance party was live and the line dancing was fun! We even learned how to say “Turn down for what” in Spanish. I found a great reason to “Turn Down” actually. Once the music was no longer to my liking I headed back to the room for a nap!
My intentions were to take a quick nap and join the rest of the group within an hour or so. I woke up two and a half hours later and met the group as they were leaving the pool to start getting dressed for dinner.
We decided, the night before, to have dinner at the Steakhouse. Apparently, I missed out on some fun times because only half of the group was able to make it to dinner. The food was ok, as usual, but we had a good time thanks to our waiter. There was also a cow sculpture crashing through the bar window that intrigued us.
The rest of the crew turned in early. Thanks to my nap, I was able to stay up and out all night long with my friend/roommate. We were introduced to a bitter alcohol called Fernet-Branca, it was horrible. So horrible that I researched immediately after taking my shot, while still sitting at the bar. One of the first things mentioned was that it’s an aquired taste.
We had a good time conversing and shooting the shit with the staff and other vacationers. Before we knew it they had completely broke the bar down and it was closing time. We were the last two to walk out, we literally shut the bar down.
The night was long, I woke up bright, early, and sticky from sweat. My roommates were sleep so I took the opportunity to enjoy the patio and view from our room. To my surprise the patio doors were open. This was a pleasant discovery, because it was so hot that night I thought the air had gone out in our unit. Between the sticky heat and mesquitos I found no comfort outside. So, I took advantage of the soft bedding.
It was great, a dream come true for a working mother. Vacation with the girls and we slept in every day. We stirred around that Friday morning and didn’t actually leave the room until almost noon.
We ate breakfast at the same buffet we dined at the night before. We found out that the dinner options provided true variety but breakfast was pretty universal throughout the resort. We also learned that there was a dress code for entering the food establishments.
After breakfast and on our way to the beach, we stopped off at the travel office to book offsite excursions.
Even though the humidity was high, once we got to shore the breeze was pleasantly refreshing. The current was strong and the rip tides were at level red but we went out to enjoy the water a bit anyway.
The most unfortunate part of my first visit to the beach was the fact that I really couldn’t get my mind to settle enough to relax as much as I wanted to. So, I decided to just take in the scenery and enjoy my immediate surroundings.
We took in some sun for a bit and then decided to have a photo shoot. I’m a little self conscious about sharing pics of myself in swimwear. But, oh well, this is me. “If you see something your mother didn’t have, throw a hat at it!”
As the day progressed the rest of the group slowly trickled in. We decided to meet at the Brazilian Steakhouse themed restaurant on the resort for our meet and greet.
The food was good and the staff was…..entertaining, to say the least.
After dinner we headed to the main building for drinks and another night of Karaoke.
And more Mamajuana!!!
The crowd wasn’t as hype as the night before but we managed to turn up in spite of that.
My travel day seemed to take forever, it was wonderful to finally land in Punta Cana.
We had to sit idle on the runway for maybe 15 minutes. Afterwards we were escorted off the plane and shuttled off to Customs.
Image the horror that consumed me while standing in line to clear customs, when I realized that I had no cash on hand. Luckily, I’ve traveled enough to know that I had to remain as calm as possible. Becoming frantic in that situation would only have made things worse. But, not having cash actually helped me get through customs with a breeze. I got to skip past all the lines and was escorted to the Currency Exchange Station.
My next challenge was finding the travel booth with the information for my shuttle ride to the resort. I, again, found myself in a panic. The employees at the airport spoke very little English, add a heavy accent to that and….yeah, I got nothing.
I felt a better when I realized that, even though I don’t speak Spanish, there were people strategically place throughout the air port to ensure we got to the right place.
There were two stops before mine on the shuttle ride to the resort. By the time we got to the Hard Rock I was tired and couldn’t find much excitement. I’m lying, I was excited at the thought of ordering room service, a drink, and laying down for a while.
The resort was massive and beautiful. My roommates met me in the lobby and took me on a brief tour of the main building. There were bars, clubs, a mini mall, and a variety of eateries to enjoy.
The day of traveling had me pretty beat, my roommates (who arrived about 3 hours before me) were feeling good from cocktails but ready for some rest as well.
We ordered a light meal from room service, took naps, showered and headed out for more drinks and more fun.
We found ourselves at the Sun (Karaoke) Bar and I was introduced to a drink made with honey, red wine, rum, and herbs. It’s called Mamajuana…. and Mama is one smooth tasting bad girl! After my first three shots I decided to make Mama my drink for the night.
After my 8th or 10th shot (like seriously, I lost count) the hostess shoved a microphone in my hand and I found myself belting out the lyrics to ‘Someone Like You’, then doubled as the hype man for my fellow karaoke singers.
I was blessed with a last minute invite for 4 fantastic nights and 5 beautiful days in the Dominican Republic (Punta Cana).
This is my first time traveling without my husband since we’ve been married. I went through a host of emotions the 14 days leading up to the trip.
My day started early. You know it’s early when you can pose for several selfies in the airport restroom, with no interruptions.
I was afforded the opportunity to sit right next to the ONE baby on board, a 4 month old, she was quite adorable and only had one fall-out, which was prior to take-off.
First stop Charlotte, North Carolina. This trip has made me realize how dependent I am on my husband, especially during travel. But, he makes me this way. Upon landing, at my first stop, I let him know I’d made it and IMMEDIATELY got this text.
To ease his mind, I simply replied with a photo from the gate.
As we desended in preparation for landing my stomach got really queasy so I grabbed a (grossly overpriced) bagel sandwich, chips and drink. The total for the meal was $14.36!!
I might be weird, but airports can be quite relaxing for me depending on the circumstances. Especially when headed to the CARIBBEAN!
The second leg of the trip was nice as well, I took these pictures between naps, believe the pilot said these are the Florida Keys.