TBH, I really didn’t think you’d make it this far. That was a hella’lotta snaps.
So, this was our den for 14 sweet nights and never have I ever been treated like more of a prin, or needed a girdle so much. Secrets was untouchable and every second was like the first bite of a rolo yoghurt – unreal. The staff were like family, the location was parfait and the atmosphere was what one could expect from an adult only haunt – naughty. Naughty cocktails, naughty music and naughty guacamole on tap.
There were no catches, all-inclusive literally meant go wild and that we did – I even have fresh stretch marks to prove it. Souvenirs of good times, I like to refer to them as. Little shits.
Saying that, I certainly got my 5 a day, albeit fermented in Mexico’s hard stuff. No, not that hard stuff, I’m talking Tequila!
P.S We Booked via, here:
What better view for a pre dinner nap – i’m so madly in love with this place.
Your American father, minus the speedos.
We threw a mattress in the back and drove to the surf for a week of beach hopping and sand napping. There were sunset card games, midnight bbq’s, fairy light movies , Mums early morning bacon and ice cold dips.Family and beach, oh voww, sweet dreams are made of these!
Cornwall, July 2014.
If you are not barefoot, you’re overdressed.