Adios, Bitchachos! My First All-Inclusive Experience Begins.

I’m leaving on a jet plane for Cancun this weekend. My first time in Mexico. My first time at an all-inclusive.

(Not my first rodeo with beergaritas.)

My Type-A planner mind isn’t quite sure what to do. I haven’t felt it necessary to look up the best restaurants or bars because, well, I’ve got that in unlimited quantities at our hotel. Olé! I briefly looked at excursions but we are truly only there for 4 days and 3 nights. I’m okay with every moment not being planned for the sake…the sake of…relaxing?

WTF is happening to me?!

Quick someone give me a To Do list before I lose my mind.

I am adequately prepared with obnoxious beach apparel though that can only be described as…Floridian. Basically, imagine the colors pink, peach, coral, yellow, aqua and lime green all throw up on maxi dresses and flowy tops.

Boom, nailed it. Living in Florida for nearly 4 years has paid off! (I really did buy this dress. Cute, right?)

Debating on bringing my laptop to catch up on some blog posts and post pictures. I’m sure the hubster will be thrilled with that idea. <side eye>

I guess that’s really it? I’m not sure what to expect, so I don’t have many expectations, which I suppose is the best way to go on trips. If the food sucks I won’t be very aware because I haven’t been to an all-inclusive before. Plus, I’m sure soggy cheetos will taste good to me after a few frozen piña coladas. What? Stop judging. The resort is right on the beach and each room is a suite with an ocean view, so if I somehow manage to complain about that, you have full permission to slap my ass. You’re required to enjoy it though. It’s a good bum.

Adios, bitchachos!

Have you ever been to an all-inclusive? Where and how did you like it?