PlayaSola, Boca

Last weekend we drove two hours south to a town called Boca for a weekend getaway with five other families.  And to say the least, it was amazing!!  Our beautiful house was beachfront.  Actually it was the only house on the beach because it had its own private beach. And the only way to travel to and from the house was by boat.  Just imagine, quiet, secluded, no traffic, no noise except for the laughter of us and our very happy children.  It could not have been any better except that it did get better.  We had our own cooks that cooked breakfast, lunch and dinner and bartenders that served us the meals and drinks all day. And the food was wonderful, and oh so much of it. And we didn't have to cook or clean all weekend!

Boca

Arriving via panga boat to our house

This is how we arrived.  No pier.  Just get the boat onto the beach as much as possible and off load.  This is how everyone and everything is brought to the house.

Pool time with our welcome margaritas

Life doesn't suck about right now

Alex with her blue hair enjoying the view 

Alex and Trace had no complaints

For some reason the kids liked to hang out in the stairwell and play games

Pre dinner drinks

In the kitchen while dinner was being prepped.  I am with Luis, our night bartender.  He and I became close.

Dinner with the kids at their own table

We did manage to do some activities. The house had a tennis court, basketball court, volleyball court and gym so those were utilized a bit, mainly the tennis court.  There was also snorkeling and sea kayaking that we all did.

The kids took a banana boat ride which was loved by all

Banana boat

Ozzy snoozing, he also played a lot of tennis

Sunrise from our casita over the house's sports center.

Trace and I took a walk on the beach

Four of us took a little hike on the donkey trail to the next town

and of course we had to get a boat to take us home

Our taxi assistant

Part of the group

These land crabs came out by the thousands on our second night.  We had to walk a little bit to our rooms and they were everywhere and hard to avoid.  Alex lost it and just froze, bawling refusing to move so the next night we were prepared with sticks to sweep them away.

Group photo before we head home

Boating home, or at least to our cars

It was such a great weekend with super nice, mellow friends.  None of us wanted to leave,  mainly because of the cooks and bartenders.  We all like our jobs and where we live so going home wasn't an issue.  If only we could have brought Luis and his team.