“Playa Mujeres Cancun Mexico golf course. Guys only. Who is in it?” Normally I would be upset with my brother for sending a group text so early in the morning, but this got my attention. I hit snooze a few more times and then picked up the phone to answer. The other guys had already switched”Cancun, let’s go!”“The Spanish for golf is golf hahaha, “Sign me amigo!” I typed “I do, but couldn’t this wait until noon?” and I made myself some coffee.
Our Guy Getaway is an annual tradition, dating back to the college days when we thought we were the kings of spring break with our tequila slammers. Now we’re a little older, a little wiser (just a little) and our male bonding holidays are definitely a step up from our days in bargain hostels. Now it’s less about shots of tequila and more about lining our shots on the green. Oh we didn’t give up tequila, but now we are sophisticated grown men, real men sigh tequila…with sangrita of course.
The finest Resort in Cancun
With our spring break days behind us our tastes in accommodations have grown a little more sophisticated as well. The group text was on fire with requests from people, “You should be all inclusive, the big boy has to eat”, “NO kids, you need a break from the rugrats!”, “The golf course should be on the beach” and “Can we have a massage?”
After a lot of research (and a few text arguments), we nailed it at the Finest Playa Mujeres in Cancun. It covered all our bases and checked all our boxes so we booked a couple of Excellence Club Suites in the adults only section and started packing for paradise.
Playa Mujeres Golf
We arrived in Cancun in the afternoon, checked into our Finest Suites and booked a tee time for the next day on the Playa Mujeres golf course. That first night we ate like kings, eating meat and drinking whiskey like the men at the Brass Steakhouse. Bellies full and feeling tired after a day of travel, we hit the sack early, ready to hit the links in the morning.
We woke up to a blazing sun, ate a giant breakfast and headed to the first tee ready for a day of Cancun golf. These first 18 holes were a challenge, water hazards, sand traps, sun in our eyes and palm trees in our way, we were golfing terribly but man did we have fun. Roger even earned himself a new nickname “Captain Hook” for his repeated hook shots into the land of crocodiles.
The rest of the trip got better and better. Our game was up, we had some beach time, some kayaking, some siestas and yes, we even got our manly massages at the spa. The food was awesome, the drinks were flowing and we decided that being an adult wasn’t so bad. We cemented our bond as lifelong friends and agreed to return to Playa Mujeres for our next annual trip. Cheers and salud mis amigos, thanks for being the best friends a man could ask for, see you at Finest!
