The trip, down was maybe best forgotten. We went to bed about 7:30 Saturday evening and were up at 1:00 Sunday morning. The cab was ordered for 2:30, and off we went. There was already a long line when we got to the airport, but we had paid for "Elite Plus", which got us into a very short line. Then we waited until 5:30 to get on the plane and it was so small that we were crammed in like sardines. That meant that the whole trip was a bit of an ordeal, and when we got off the plane, I could barely walk, with having been unable to move my legs for 5 hours. And there was only one of those high stair cases to get off onto.
But a wheelchair waiting at the bottom and then through the airport, and immigration, and onto customs, through which I was pushed almost faster than David could keep up. There was a man with a list standing at the doorway. You tell him what hotel and he gives you a bus number. Onto our bus and away we go. An hour plus to the hotel, but they were selling cans of beer on the bus, so many were quite content to relax for the ride. I wasn't expecting the causeway I mentioned, so I enjoyed what we saw on the ride.
At the hotel we were greeted and herded into the Lobby Bar, where we were offered cool, moist face clothes and a champagne cocktail.
This was when we were introduced to our butler, Lionel, who would attend to our every need during our stay. This was when I realized that this wasn't going to be anything like our our stays in Cuba.
Our next surprise was our suite, which was referred to as a "cabana". Although we weren't told so, I'm sure it was an upgrade, as we had been warned that this might happen, given we had told our travel agent that it was for our 50th anniversary. There were only two suites in the building. Ours was a one storey but the other half of the building was two stories. This was certainly more luxurious than any other place we've stayed.
In no particular order here are pictures of the bathroom,
the bedroom
the bathrub and shower
the "dressing room
the foyer
the scenery from the patio/balcony--very private--but just beyond the trees is the road to the marketplace or "El Peublo"
and finally, the bedroom and foyer, from the sitting area
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