leave your inhibitions at the door
At that Treetop yoga class we took at Be Tulum, there were two early 20s women there who looked to be sisters. Halfway through the class one of them decided to lay down and remained curled up in a ball the rest of the class. I’m no expert on drinking and hangovers… Oh wait, I am an expert on drinking and hangovers. Yeah, she was clearly struggling. She obviously didn’t get the memo that Tulum isn’t the type of place to try and party like rockstars.
The only reason why I bring any of this up is that they both were sipping on coconut water straight outta the fruit. They got it from the beachside restaurant there at the hotel.
I had to have one.
I never really dug coconut water before and this wasn’t much better. But hey, it looked cool. On the plus side, the restaurant looked promising and we went back there for lunch.
As I mentioned earlier, I didn’t remember exactly what Rose we had there and these extra few days hasn’t brought back any memories. But at least I get to post that juicy speedo again.
Here’s what we ate –
The tacos and the shrimp were great, but that salad was absolutely exceptional. The combination of flavors, textures, and citrus punch was perfect for the hot day. I’ve tried re-creating the salad back here but it just wasn’t the same. The textures and most of the flavor was there, but I just couldn’t get the vinaigrette right. Now the flavor isn’t as fresh in my memory so it’ll be hard to replicate it.
Reason #385 on why I need to get back to Tulum – to have that salad again so I can figure out how to make it.