First off... The best part of the trip was surely the view from the sea cabana.... I don't think there is anyplace else that could compare to the brilliant sea view and the salted air while napping on the bed swing and my new friend Pablo, the friendly iguana. That said, all else was much of a disappointment. We loved the idea of a quiet vacation without all of the resort style, spring breakish excitement. Cabana on the beach... Awesome, No electricity... saltwater mix for a shower... ocean breezes at night....no children... nude beach optional.... restaurant on site.....spa treatments......Awesome... The Problem? First off the hotel transfer which was set up by Azulik had our name wrong on the sign so when we arrived from the plane it took almost 45 minutes and an international phone call to find our ride. When we arrived to the "reception Desk" (a table under a wooden tent), she couldn't find our name written on their appointment book. I was able to get the confirmation number from my cell (another international charge) and she did finally find it but it was under the wrong date. We asked a few questions about places to eat and the restaurant at Zahara. we were told that the restaurant at Zahara was closed for remodeling. (this would have been nice of someone to mention as I was making the reservations... I even specifically asked one of the representatives who helped with my reservations about the restaurant, who said it was really nice and charged in pesos). We were told that there were a lot of great places to eat and were simply told to go right or left out of the driveway. (no recommendations, good ideas, places close or something in town.....nope.) She did say she would bring me a menu of a place we could order from that would deliver but after 10 days of asking I never did see that menu. We also didn't receive our 2 free tickets to the sweat lodge and when I asked she said they only do it if there are enough people but she would let me know. Apparently during our 10 day stay there were never enough people. Ok.. so...We were off to cabana 11 but after arriving and trying to remove the key from the door... the lock was broken. We went to the desk and spoke with the reception girl. She came to look at the lock and said there wouldn't be a problem to move us to another cabana and we would "NO LONGER BE DISTURBED". We were ok with that as we hadn't quite unpacked yet. After unpacking and having a bit of alone time with my husband to enjoy the day, knock...knock... She said there was an appointment for that villa and that we would have to move in the morning to yet another cabana. The next morning, after packing everything back up and moving to the next cabana and unpacking, she arrived at the door yet again to let us know that there was not a key for the safe (we later noticed the safes are not actually affixed to anything so key or not, if someone wants it, they will just pick it up and take it.) so..... we packed it back up and moved back to the original cabana 11 with the broken lock which had now been fixed. We were each offered a complimentary spa choice for the problems. I went to the spa, which was an open tent at the top of a cliff (it was really cold and windy that day...freeeezing) and received a lovely chocolate scrub but was then tossed into a tub of freezing cold water while this lady rubs her hands all over my person.... I was then given a warm body wrap with banana leaves complete with a hair treatment. After about 20 minutes i was clothed with a kimono style robe (no tie) and told to go wash off in the ocean. This would have been fine if it were an easy venture but climbing down a questionable staircase, caked in what must have looked like warrior paint, in front of a populated restaurant, on a beach filled with people and nothing but giant rocks... I was sent to wash off in the ocean which was more like being tossed around like a naked rag doll for all to see. I survived, though partially clothed and less skin on my right knee than when I had started the day. I wanted to make another appointment for something less adventurous but was told I wouldn't like anything and that i should attend the free sweat lodge instead. I went back to the cabana to rest on the bed swing..... finally some peace.
Cabana #11....The tub leaked like all over the floor from the bottom seam, wooden rail outside came crashing down on me while I was sun bathing on the patio, two of the doors were nailed shut and some strange liquid dripped from the ceiling and stained all of out light clothes, which were hanging in the closet( there is not a top to protect what is inside), with some strange orangish goo. Which WILL NOT wash out with any type of detergent or bleach. To top it off the maids stole all of my white tank tops.
