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Published: September 27th 2011
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Onto Playa Del Carmen….
As much as I have loved them over the last three weeks, I’m going to have to start the blog with a small gripe about Mexican buses. ‘Enough with the buses Mike, you boring twat’ I hear you all scream, and for this I’m sorry, but it needs to be vented, and that fact that most of you reading this are friends or family means that you will no doubt forgive me for this eventually, and will still read on anyway through pure Love of both Donna and myself, as well as making sure that we are still alive and kicking, which by the way, we are. For thoise reading who are not family members, and who have done this trail, will no doubt emit some sympathy!
Dear Mexican bus companies….
Gripe number 1 - Air-Con. I realise its 90 degrees outside but there is no need to blast the air-con out so much that I need to wear a hoodie and socks! That’s just unnecessary and stupid.
Gripe number 2 – It’s all very cool that you have TV’s on the bus, but please note that not everyone on the bus wants to
watch the TV, or speaks Spanish, and therefore, can you please not blast the thing out so much that even wearing headphones and listening to my I-pod still doesn’t drain the noise. What is even worse than the loud TV’s is that some of the films on there I wouldn’t mind watching, but they have been dubbed in Spanish, and there are no English sub-titles….that’s just mean. As a Brit, watching the TV is part of my culture, and therefore how am I supposed to take my eyes off of a TV when it’s on….just not possible! Lastly, when you do decide to show a film in English, please refrain from showing ‘Journey to the centre of the earth’ it’s a terrible film, but being in English meant it was too much to resist, and therefore I have now seen this film twice within a three day period whilst aboard your transportation…again that’s just harsh.
So, why Playa Del Carmen? Well, we were very close to going back to Cancun at first as we were there over ten years ago now, and kinda wanted to see how it had changed etc.. however the fact that we are now over
10 years older meant that clubbing probably wouldn’t be in the agenda, and the fact that getting access to a club there would have cost more than what we were expecting to pay for a room for a night, meant that we had to swerve it. God we’re old.
To be fair though, Playa has a bit of a reputation for partying, and as we were going to be there for Mexican independence day, we felt that perhaps there was a bit of life left in us both after all!
I don’t have a hell of a lot to tell you about Playa Del Carmen if I’m completely honest ( Whoo, this may actually be a short blog for a change, the reader cries!....Wrong), apart from it’s got a great beach, some nice restaurants and bars, and everyone there is more attractive than me… not hard, but still, bit of a confidence crusher!. In terms of how crowded it was, it actually OK, as it was neither too busy, nor too sparse, so that worked out OK too.
It’s actually more of a place you would come to on your holidays I would say, rather than travelling
about, as we spent a fortune for the 4 nights we spent there, but we needed to be in Mexico in order to see the independence celebrations, and as we were moving onto Belize the next day, we felt this would be the best place to be.
So after a couple of days lazing round on the beach of Playa, we decided to get motivated, and get off our arse to see something other than bronzed beach bodies. We decided to go to Tulum, and see the only Mayan ruin on the coast in whole of the country. The ruins here are pretty amazing to see as are all the others we had witnessed so far, but the setting of these ruins make them stand out even if they are not the most amazing. The ruins are set on the most idyllic waters we had seen in Mexico, and after wandering around them for a while, you can go for a chill and a swim in the beach there. This is really quite refreshing after the boiling midday sun has been attacking you around the site for an hour or two!
The next day was the eve of
Independence day, and the Mexicans as well as a lot of the tourists tend to treat this day very much like we would for New Years eve in the UK. The night itself had a buzz about it, and in the main plaza outside the town hall was a huge fair bustling with locals and tourists alike, and was a really cool evening to be in Mexico. There were singers, dancers, brass bands and all sorts performing outside the town hall to the crowds with more Mexican flags than you can shake a stick at. Unfortunataly, we couldn’t party too late into the night as we had to be up double early in the morning in order to get the Bus / boat to Belize…our second country of the trip, and one that I really hadn’t read much about, so exciting times….
Well its time to finally say Goodbye to Mexico after three weeks here. It’s actually kinda sad in a way, as we have really enjoyed ourselves here, and there is just so much to do, that in the three weeks we have been here, we have barely scratched the surface. Our good friends who came to Mexico
fairly recently said that this was their favourite place in Central America, and I can certainly see why, although, we have another 7 countries to visit before we can make that judgement, but this will certainly be a tough one to top, but we look forward to the journey in order to debate this statement.
So, Adios Mexico, and Weh di go aan? Belize…..
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