I Want To Go To Riu – How I Spent My Summer VacationPosted: September 5, 2013
Last week I enjoyed my annual trip to a Riu Palace Resort for seven days of relaxation, sunshine and clearing out space in my head in order to be able to accommodate the next few months of stuff that I will need to process. If I don’t do this, my head may explode.
I start to relax as soon as the island starts to appear in the window of the airplane!
This year, the Riu Palace in Punta Cana, Dominican Republic was my “go to Riu”. Literally, I sat on a nifty chair raft (I got for $2 at Dicks Sporting Goods right before I left) for the entire 7 days. It was wonderful.
Things I miss about my vacation:
The Riu Palace
The towel animals and flower petals in our room every day
The beautiful beach
The ice-cold beverages!
The amazing and copious amounts of food prepared by a chef in the morning who looked an awful like our President, served by pleasant waiters like Shaggy and Raul, and in the evenings the waiters treated us like royalty. How often to you get meat served to you on a sword?
Every afternoon a man would come to the pool with a cart full of fresh-cut coconuts. I was fascinated to watch this because now I know what to do if I ever go on Survivor!
I got one opened for me and ate fresh coconut – the first time I ever had coconut that was not covered in chocolate! It was delicious!
Click here to see a video I took of how the coconut was cut open for me. Yes, he had all of his fingers at the end of this video!
The Pool, and more specifically water aerobics class
Trust me when I say that when it was time for water aerobics, every single woman at the Riu Resort was in the pool. You ask why?
And, then they come back at 3:30 and dance for us! Click here to see this! You’re smiling, aren’t you???!!!!
Sadly, I had to get out of the pool and make my way back home. There are two things I do not miss about vacation.
First – Cigars – I used to like the smell of cigar smoke from afar. If I close my eyes, I can remember my Grandfather smoking a cigar when I was a little girl. However, there was a lot of cigar-smoking going on this week and it was just too close for comfort. The nice memory I have of the smell of cigar smoke is now just another yucky smell that I don’t really care to smell ever again! The thing is, they are Cuban cigars, so they are a big seller on the island. It was fascinating to watch people cut the ends and light and inhale them.
And finally, the thing I don’t miss the most:
When I got on the plane to come home, aside from feeling blue because I was leaving the Caribbean, I felt fine. There was one empty seat on the plane, and it was the middle seat right next to my aisle seat. Naturally, a 350 pound, sweating and coughing man carrying a wet washcloth that he used to continuously wipe his head and cough into, was assigned that seat. He was not happy about having a middle seat, and I was not happy about having him there next to me for four hours. Within the next 72 hours I had taken this whole jar of pink pills.
There are so many bad and uncomfortable and annoying things about flying, but they were soon forgotten when I looked back on these pictures and realized how lucky I was to spend a glorious, sun-filled week in the Caribbean at a beautiful resort with people I love. Lucky me.
As the saying goes…..I want to go to Riu.