This took place this past summer, and it’s something I think about often. Pardon the backstory- if you want to get to the good stuff I’ll call out where it starts below.
Back in July I traveled to the Dominican Republic for a wedding. And since I was already there, I figured I’d might as well extend the trip a couple extra days and make a full vacation out of it. The resort I stayed at was a pretty standard adults only resort- it seemed like most of the crowd was there for a wedding/honeymoon/anniversary, etc.
Even though I was there by myself, when I checked in the front desk let me know that I could upgrade to what was essentially a honeymoon suite for free. Uhhh yeah… that’ll work. The room was actually two floors- one with the standard bed, couch, kitchenette, etc. along with a staircase that lead to a private rooftop deck. Up on the deck I got a killer view of the ocean, along with a tiny private pool, outdoor shower, and a daybed.