De Cameron All inclusive resort
Our time at De Cameron was epic, we took full advantage of the all you can eat buffets and took more advantage of the alcohol in irritating small cups but we wondered around carrying fistfuls of them, so it was alright. I honestly could not tell you how much we drank collectively but trust me, when I say a lot, I mean a lot at the end of the first day Winfred filled up a bucket with sex on the beach when the discotec closed and somehow only Lacey and myself got involved with it, having to carry it around the grounds from the salt water pool to the hot tub where we were repeatedly ask to get out to even an obstacle course that… I dunno why it was there. I even managed to spill some of the bucket on a security guard who took us on his golf cart to reception to get another key because Lacey and I managed to loose Winfred, needless to say he really wasn’t too happy.
During the 24 hours (well 26) I managed to end up eating 2 breakfasts, 3 lunches and 2 dinners, the food was all set out in normal buffet format with most of it being nothing too special, but this is what I was expecting.
One woman who was the manager of one of the restaurants hated me because shortly after going for a swim I entered her restaurant dripping with water… she told the staff to stop serving me drinks but I still managed to get some but the other staff liked us and I was even able to get the head chef to make us some bacon for our burgers.
We were quite the strange group of travelers entering this fancy posh peoples resort, entering with backpacks, strange hair styles and buckets for the fore mentioned alcohol; many people would turn and stare, and even take photos but we didn’t care because this experience was a drunken one and I was sure if we were embarrassing ourselves we wouldn’t ever be seeing these people again.
We did however meet some really cool people – mostly old but cool nonetheless and we did get drunk with them... when I say ‘get drunk with them’ I really mean ‘we were drunk with them’ but it was a bit of an issue because despite my conversational Spanish being pretty alright most people at the resort were Quebecor’s and my French is pretty poor.
The following day after an epic afternoon/evening drinkfest and funfest ;P with Lacey where I really didn’t have any sleep we went to get brekky and drink through our hangovers, it worked but only postponed the dreadfulness of sic feeling.
At 1 we had to checkout of the room and return the key, at this point we had our wristbands snipped and so we were only entitled to some food and not any more alcohol, this was a bit of a shame, so cleverly we asked for the wristbands as a souvenir and soon after used some sticky tape to reattach the bands to our wrists, this got us another 2 hours of more food and plenty more drink and when we actually left I and the rest were well past tipsy.
All this for $67!!!
This was a nice little holiday from backpacking and not having to worry about anything… actually I don’t generally worry about anything anyway apart from where to go to next.
Was it worth it? Hell yes!
After leaving the resort we took a bus to the nearest town and then a taxi up to San Salvadore, I was suppose to head back to El Tunco but Lacey and I jointly agreed to spend more time together so really without hesitation I went. I was still pretty drunk when getting into the taxi but 45 minutes into the journey after myself, Lacey and Leala had a nap I felt so rough… if only we were still in De Cameron – Damn withdrawals!
When arriving at the hotel Lacey and I went to bed and “worked off our hangovers”, heres a top tip, if you have a hangover from binge drinking for a few days sex can fix you right up…
What a night - Lacey your easily in my top 3.
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