These days, Mexico more often draws thoughts of spring break and drug wars than peace and quiet - which, to be honest, really ticks me off. 

I've been fortunate enough to really explore the country over the past year, including multiple stays in Cancun, Riviera Maya, Manzanillo, Puerto Vallarta, Los Cabos, Rosarito Beach, and the Guadalupe Valley. While at times I am admittedly pampered on these trips (mostly to Barcelo resorts), I by no means stay in my room - wandering is sort of my thing. 

I've got to be honest: Looking back at all those adventures, I can't tell you one moment where I felt threatened, scared, or uncomfortable. In truth, I've never felt relieved to be by myself, like I would have to protect a woman if she were by my side. Typically, I'm wishing for company amongst the beaches, sunsets, weather, and scenery.

Mexico is relatively inexpensive and, for many Americans, a short flight. This spring or summer, when the craving for a getaway for two takes you over, give Mexico more than a passing glance. 

Photos: 

Puerto Vallarta Sunset

 

View from Barcelo Puerto Vallarta

 

Guadalupe Valley Wine Country

 

Horsebacking Riding in Los Cabos

 

There are a few places on the grounds of the Barcelo Maya where couples can tie the knot - terraces overlooking the ocean and on-site chuches - but the southern-most beach of the property (Playa Azul) allows lovers the treat of having the ocean nip at their heels as they wed. 

I stood in as the groom for the purposes of a promotional video (similiar to what I did in Puerto Vallarta and Manzanillo... see photos). It's a rather strange feeling to watch the chairs being set up, the flowers spread out on the sand. I sat under a straw palapa, awaiting the arrival of my bride in a golf cart resembling an Escalade. 

I've never been married (or even close), so needless to say walking down the aisle is an interesting experience. There are a lot of stresses that come along with a beach wedding (weather, for one), but I've got to be honest: At the end of the day, the sand between my toes felt a lot better than the inside of any designer shoe.

 

 

 

Bare feet!

 

Playa Azul