Wow, I don't even know where to start! There is too much to say and too many pictures. Unfortunately I had to save a lot of the pictures to my camera memory in the first week as my memory card was playing up(which I later fixed), but the camera then mysteriously deleted them. :(
The flight there was good but seemed to last forever. The last two hours on the plane I just wanted to curl up and die, I was so uncomfortable. We got on the bus of doom at the airport and drove for 15 minutes, then queued for a while waiting for our rooms. I can't remember much about the first few days to be honest, the jet lag was a killer, and we didn't start to feel human again for at least 4 days. I started to look less like Micheal Jackson in Thriller, and more like Herman Munster I'd say, by the day before the wedding. You get the idea. We felt like crap.
View of the tennis courts from our room
We went to see the wedding coordinator and the date was set and everything organised in about 5 seconds flat. It was impressively uncomplicated. So Tuesday 14th at 3pm(9pm UK time) was the big day.
On the Sunday we went river tubing, which was probably the most fun we had all holiday. I'll find it hard to beat as an experience. You sit in these massive rubber rings and float down a river, which was half calm, half rapids. We also had a container of rum punch to drink, which helped! Our tour guide was so funny, he made the trip what it was really, and I was glad our group got him. Halfway down we had to get out and swing on a rope out into the water, before letting go.