The two hour flight from Atlanta to Cancun was honestly the easiest (and shortest) flight that I’ve been on all year. To put it into perspective: when we took off from the airport, somewhere in the world a theater full of people had just started watching the opening scene of Les Miserables. By the time we arrived, that showing of Les Mis was still going strong. By the time we got into the transfer vehicle, that same theater had just finished the epically long film.
So, in the same time it would take you to watch the new blockbuster movie of the century that everyone has been raving about and I still haven’t seen because I can’t sit still in a theater for 3 hours (while I can sit still in a plane for 15), you could be in another country. A country full of sand and sun. A country full of margaritas and Mexican food (obviously).
I am so thankful to Bianca, my wonderful rep for Palace Resorts, for inviting me on this trip. I was thrilled to find out I could bring a friend to spend a few nights at Moon Palace and see Usher perform. It didn’t take me long to figure out who to invite: Kayla, my best friend, favorite dance partner (we’re talking years of Zumba together) and college roommate. It’s a much needed getaway for the both of us – Kayla is the hardest worker I know so she deserves a nice break! And I am the best at taking nice breaks, so maybe I deserve a little hard work? Nah.
When we arrived to Moon Palace, they didn’t quite have our room ready, so we had lunch and looked longingly at the blaring sun and ocean as we sat in our sweaters and knee-high boots, waiting to change into something a little more riviera-friendly. By the time we got to the room, we had already lived a full day so we lounged around for a bit. Kayla explored the hammock on our patio, still in her full out cold weather attire:
We both were confused on what to do with the giant bath tub in our room. Since we are significantly NOT on our honeymoon and do not roll like that, we really didn’t know how to treat this thing…until we realized that it was a jacuzzi and felt like the world’s dumbest travelers.
When we met up with the rest of the group, I had the pleasure of meeting one of my Twitter friends, Jennifer (@travelgaljd), and her husband, Bob. Kayla and I made fast friends and hung out with them the entire night, beginning with the VIP cocktail party (with some delicious hors d’ouevres), where we must’ve mingled for three hours waiting for the show to start. The area was super trendy and we received awesome free Usher t-shirts (which we’ll definitely wear back through the airport with some Señor Frogs booty shorts to show that we just came from Cancun) before heading to the largest stage I have ever seen in my entire life. Ever.
We were so excited when we arrived at the concert as we made our way to the seats. We kept walking closer and closer to the front and finally arrived to the VIP section with incredible seats. Usher was beyond amazing in concert, a true entertainer, and I’d recommend going to see him just for his dancing alone (but the singing is great, too, of course). Seriously, though, he can move like I have never seen a human being dance before. I don’t even understand it.
Unfortunately, I did not accomplish my goal of not being the whitest person there with my white girl dance moves and lack of R&B knowledge. Luckily, I was in pretty similar company, which I can prove due to the following quotes between Me, Kayla, and Jennifer:
“Is this ‘The Wobble’?”
“Is that Usher’s Kabbalah bracelet?”
“Justin Bieber really is just like him!”
“I’ve definitely seen Bieber wear the same red tennis shoes.”
“Do you think Justin Bieber will make a surprise appearance??”
After the Usher concert (sans Bieber), we were invited to the grand opening of Moon Palace’s newest nightclub, Noir (Kayla and I have been working on the pronunciation of this for the past twenty minutes, mainly due to my inclination toward the French language and Kayla’s toward the Spanish and us being in Mexico and everything). Noir was fun, especially with Jennifer and Bob and a room full of teen boys with white button down Oxfords (unbuttoned almost completely), but we were beat from a long day of travel.
Somehow our delusions made us hungry, as well, which is why we came back to our room and tried to order room service (it’s complimentary here so why not, right?!). Since room service was a little backed up, like some sort of post-Usher-famine, we decided to forego it, even though we were pretty excited about quesadillas. I’m positive that we’ll take advantage of the room service in the next few days.
As for day number one, it was a great one but it was a long one. Sleep definitely came easy.