So, off we go. Two overnight layovers and 3 planes later, we get to the beach. It's the return trip with a midnight flight in the mix that makes us question our choice.
But. If getting rid of Randy's cough, my red eyes and turning into chubby, tanned and totally relaxed blobs was the goal; we scored big time!
|Not ours! The question begs answering...|
Valentines Day--our 1st date 34 years ago!
Randy made reservations for a sea side table at an amazing restaurant, the Page (can we talk about lemongrass sorbet?! Yum!). Which was attached to an equally amazing resort, The Library. Check out the red pool: The Library (Trip Advisor)
Oh, and we had to change hotels because the one we were so happy with before had downgraded to a Dump. This during Chinese New Year week. Hunting for an available room seriously cut into our mouth breathing time.
Life at Hotel #1:
|Our backyard in our private courtyard. Not budget, but loved every minute. Except for the daily decision of whether to have a scalding hot shower or an ice cold one. (where ever you go there you are...)|
(no we did not eat here)