Resort living

After our tiny hotel in tiny downtown Punta Mita, we migrated over to the St. Regis for the weekend. Now, we loved the first hotel we stayed at; the whole staff was helpful, friendly, and accommodating. But the St. Regis is, well, the St. Regis. We were greeted with drinks and cold towels, checked in on a couch by a fountain overlooking the ocean... and that was just the start!

Our rooms joined together and had matching ocean views, and everything from the outdoor shower to the balcony to the beds were sumptuous.

champagne "ceremony" pops the top off with a sword

The hotel had three different pools and a wide strip of soft beach, connected by a winding system of pathways that wove throughout the lushly landscaped resort (it felt like a jungle adventure!). We lounged about, eating lunch poolside. The whole time we were in Mexico, T and I kept saying, "Eat when you're hungry, sleep when you're tired. Nothing else matters." We basically threw the clock out the window and watched time fly...

On our first day at the St. Regis, there was a small "guacamole class" where we watched how to make simple, authentic, Mexican guacamole. The secret is in the simplicity (recipe to follow)... and the instructor, whose name was Tony. His constant commentary kept us all engaged, but he seemed to have it out for me and made me scoop and mash the avocados and grind salt, before mixing everything together, then tasting and serving up our (really, it was my) creation. Yes, the guacamole was absolutely yummy... :)

Look! A leaf cutter ant!

When it was finally time to leave, we bade adieu to Punta Mita, returned to Puerto Vallarta to board our plane home, and watched the Pacific, the mountains, and the food of Mexico disappear below us.
Adíos, México!

sunset on our last night

xxo, S