Less than Ordinary, the Hotel Villas Flamingos in Holbox, Mexico
I never look for paradise. Can I just say that out loud? I’ve always been more of a look for the monsters, or the ancient cursed stones kind of traveler. But I’ll admit it, I needed to find paradise, and that’s what led me to Holbox, Mexico to a little slice of paradise called Villas Flamingos.
I’ve grown up in what many call paradise along the white sandy shores of Florida’s Gulf Coast. Maybe that’s why I never go out of my way to “find paradise.” I’m always looking for something different, something less than ordinary to me.
To me, visiting Hotel Villas Flamingos in Holbox, Mexico was just going to be like staying out at a beach resort in my hometown. I really wasn’t looking forward to it. In fact, the only reason I even added it to the trip was that I knew the boys would love it, and it would serve as a nice break from the day in and day out press trips we would be on.
Ordinary. Man, I was wrong. I couldn’t believe I had missed out on this my whole life.
My Holbox, Mexico Hotel Villas Flamingos Travel Story
We had just spent the past three days in Playa del Carmen at Xcaret Park and the all-inclusive Occidental Xcaret Resort. Our first three days in Mexico looked like a tropical storm. Oh wait, that’s because there was a tropical storm! Still, we adventured on in the Mayan rivers of Xcaret, in caves and in darkness, we adventured on.
We loved everything about Mexican culture. The food, the art, the people, we were having an amazing time. I couldn’t imagine it getting much better, although the thought of being on an island with nothing to do but eat, drink and relax was beginning to become more appealing by the day. All that adventure was exhausting!
Getting to Holbox was a journey in itself, and by the time we arrived, we were ready for bed. The entire next day was pretty amazing. We woke up super early, had a gulf side breakfast, and listened to the sound of tropical birds while we fed the local iguanas. Then, we drove around and photographed street art. I kept thinking,
“I could get used to this place.”
As I made my way around the Hotel Villas Flamingos, I started to see what this “paradise” fuss was all about. Yes, there was the ocean, in fact, it was the same ocean I shared in Florida (just the other side of it).
There was sand and sun, but something was different. Something really set this place apart from anything I had ever experienced…
The people. The food. The sounds. Access to everything by barefoot…it’s what made being at Villas Flamingos Hotel my first real experience of a real “paradise.” It totally made sense to me now. Why people daydream about being in a place like this instead of their cubicle.
I mean I’m not daft, don’t get me wrong, paradise is an obvious choice between the two regardless of whether I’d experienced it or not. But this wasn’t just better than being in the office, this was the antithesis of being in the office.
It’s where happy hour lives, where shoes are not required, where time only matters to the mosquitos, and best of all, where you can get in some quality time with your family.
I spent the entirety of my third day at Villas Flamingos Hotel in my bikini and sarong. I never put my shoes on. I smelled like coconut oil and almost always had a frozen cocktail in hand.
When I was hungry I would walk over to the tiki bar, sit on the swing, and order something fresh from the kitchen. If I was feeling lazy, one of their amazing staff members would bring it to me in my room.
I literally walked around the Hotel Villas Flamingos swinging in hammocks, barefoot with adult beverages feeding massively huge iguanas for the better part of three days. After an amazing dinner, among the best I’ve ever had in the entire country of Mexico, as I watched the sunset with a glass of white wine I realized something. I had found paradise.
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