Nothing shakes off winter cobwebs like a smack of sunshine and salt air. I can't say I've ever traveled anywhere exciting for spring break. I'm not really a spring break kind of girl. When I was pregnant and puking with baby number one, we did travel to Egypt to stay with a dear friend. But that's another story. This year, spurred on by a surfeit of Southwest points and a friend ready to pull the trigger, we planned a DIY family adventure in Tulum.

It was new for us, this traveling with another family thing. I'm officially sold on the idea--especially when you jive with your friends and everyone shares a similar ratio of adventure and chill. I don't think I'd want to travel for a week with just anyone. But when you love your friends, and they bring a laid-back but game-on personality, it's time to hit the road.

Tulum has been on my radar for a while, a sort of yoga and surf town that calls my name. I'm not much for big resorts. Wild beaches, Spanish galore, tacos, outdoor showers, Mayan ruins, crystal clear cenotes, earthy boho chic style? Yup, count me in.