The grounds are beautiful, of course, I would expect nothing less, but I don’t get the chance to fully appreciate them because my eyes are constantly being overwhelmed by the sight of resort guests who are either wearing dental floss for clothing or nothing at fucking all. Of everyone walking around, Chris and I have on the most clothes, and I don’t know whether to be glad that we weren’t stripped down at the check-in desk or annoyed that we stick out like sore thumbs.
