I went for four nights with my husband. Adults-only, calm vibes, no foam cannons. We wanted sun, good food, and zero chaos. We got most of that—and a few surprises. Bringing little ones instead? I’ve broken down the best family-friendly resorts in Cancun right here.
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By the way, folks still call it “Capri Riviera Cancun.” I stayed when it was Secrets Capri (it’s now Hyatt Zilara Riviera Maya) (take a peek at recent guest reviews here). My notes are from that stay, but the bones of the place are the same: small, cozy, and laid-back. For my blow-by-blow diary of that exact trip, you can hop over to this full review.
Getting There: Smooth, then… oops
We used Amstar for the airport transfer. Easy pickup, cold towels, big smiles. Check-in was quick. They gave us cool mint tea and a warm “bienvenidos.” I liked that.
Then my key card didn’t work when we got to the room. Twice. The bellman laughed, jogged back, and swapped it. Not a big deal, just one of those travel moments.
The Room: Classic, comfy, a bit old-school
Our room had a four-poster bed, marble floor, and a jetted tub that looked like it had stories. Classic style, not flashy. The AC had a tiny rattle on night one. I called, and a tech tightened a panel in five minutes. After that, cool and quiet.
- Bed: firm, but not a rock
- Minibar: Coke, Sprite, club soda, two beers, and a random lemon soda I kind of loved
- Balcony: two chairs, peek of the ocean through palms
- Wi-Fi: fine for scrolling, not fine for big uploads
Turn-down came with little chocolates. We saved them for beach snacks. Don’t judge.
Food That Stuck With Me
I’m picky about resort food. This was better than I expected at a small place.
- La Riviera (buffet): Breakfast chilaquiles with red sauce and a fried egg. I went back three times. Fresh papaya and tiny croissants that flake everywhere.
- Portofino (Italian): Truffle risotto. Rich, silky, a hair salty—but I still scraped the bowl.
- Himitsu (Asian): We skipped the show table and ordered sushi at a quiet corner. The spicy tuna was decent; the miso soup hit the spot after a windy beach day.
- Seaside Grill: At lunch, the shrimp tacos were simple and bright. At night, it turned steakhouse. My ribeye had a good char, needed a pinch of salt. House chimichurri saved it.
- Coco Café: I lived here in the mornings. Double espresso, flaky empanadas, and banana bread that tasted like it came from someone’s aunt.
Drinks? A spicy mango margarita at the pool bar became my repeat order. Not too sweet. Ask for Tajín on the rim. Trust me.
Beach and Pool: Pretty, but read this
The beach is lovely, but narrow in spots. Soft sand. Some rocks at the entry—bring water shoes if you’re tender-footed. We went in June, which is sargassum season. Staff raked like champs, but the sea was iffy a couple afternoons. That’s nature. I still swam on two mornings when the water cleared and turned that pretty turquoise.
The pool is shaped kind of like a lagoon, with a small bridge. Not huge, not tiny—just right for a quiet float. There’s a swim-up bar vibe, but most folks walked up. Plenty of cushy loungers. Shade went fast by 10 a.m., so I did the polite towel claim at breakfast. I know, I know.
People Who Made It Better
Maricela at La Riviera remembered I liked hot sauce and brought me a little plate with three kinds. I almost cried from joy and spice. Jorge at Seaside Grill told us a story about his dad fishing off Cozumel. He also brought extra limes for my husband’s beer, unasked.
At the spa, Ana did a 50-minute Swedish massage with peppermint oil at the end. My shoulders needed that. They have a small hydro area—warm pool, cold plunge, and a steam room that smelled like eucalyptus.
Want a quirkier, first-person, “you are there” narrative? Check out this role-play review of Secrets Capri.
Little Moments I Loved
- Sunrise yoga near the gazebo. Not crowded. Ocean breeze. My hips said thank you.
- Bike tour around the property loop. Slow pace. A quick stop to see iguanas sunbathing like tiny kings.
- Violinist in the lobby one night. We sat on a couch with espresso martinis and just… sat. It was nice to be still.
Things That Bugged Me (but didn’t ruin it)
- Music near the pool was smooth lounge all day. Safe, but sleepy. Midafternoon, I wanted a tiny vibe shift.
- One night, power flickered after a storm. Came back in ten minutes. Candlelight in the hall felt oddly romantic, so I didn’t mind.
- Dress code at Portofino and Himitsu meant my husband had to change into long pants. We knew, but still groaned. Pack light linen and you’re fine.
A Quick Day Trip
We grabbed a taxi to Cenote Azul (read fellow traveler impressions here). Cash only. Cold, clear water, little fish nibbling your toes. We jumped off the small ledge like kids. Back at the resort by lunch. Easy win.
Who Will Love “Capri Riviera Cancun”
- Couples who want calm, palm trees, and good service
- Small-resort fans who hate walking a mile for coffee
- Folks who like good food without the party scene
Who might not? If you want a huge beach with no rocks, mega-nightlife, or a dozen pools, look elsewhere. If you’re still hunting for a boutique, chill alternative nearby, take a peek at Ceiba del Mar before you lock in your dates.
Would I Go Again?
Yeah. For a quiet long weekend, I would. I liked the staff, the coffee, the tacos, and that early morning light on the water. It’s not perfect, but it felt personal. And that matters.
Quick Tips If You Go
- Bring small bills for tips (1s and 5s)
- Pack water shoes and bug spray
- Ask for a higher floor if you want more breeze
- Try the chilaquiles at breakfast and the mango marg by the pool
- Plan a cenote run one morning, then nap hard
You know what? The best part was simple. We slowed down. We talked. We watched the sea change colors and didn’t rush off. Sometimes that’s all you need.