To get to Verana you have to take a car, then a boat, and then hike up a hill—WITH A MULE—to one of ten houses tucked away in the Mexican jungle. You guys. A mule. How could we NOT go here?!

Hey, we're totally fine with flying economy, but if we can make our way to business or first class we won't be mad.

Any place good enough for Richard Burton to have once owned...and Elizabeth Taylor to have lived down the street from...is good enough for us! (Oh, and don't fret, there will be no kind of "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" type shenanigans during the last two nights of our honeymoon.)