Dude...for real?

What the hell are we doing in the Presidential Suite? I thought we were scrubby travelers.

Well, for 24 hours at least we were real life ballers before getting back to the real world of hostels, buses and cheap eats.

We spent the day in the private infinity pool, bumping beats, eating homemade food by our private chef: J. Leste, sipping cervezas frias y tequila con sangrita.

Damn, amazing to think that this is how some people roll all the time. Maybe someday...

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You ever been to a place and think: I have a feeling I'll be back here again someday? Not sure about the Presidential Suite, but I got that vibe from Isla Mujeres. The place rules.

Hasta Luego!