Tulum

So friends, the journey across Yucutan has taken us to Tulum, what seemed to be a tropical paradise, azur ocean and beach ad libitum. As soon as we arrived, we went to the beach area and booked a cabaña. Now, a cabaña is basically a wooden hut, with a fletched roof - ours was with a private bathroom in the cabaña. In there a small smelly bed, with a protective mosquito net cover. Overlooking the beach, here we stayed at our primitive ocean fantasy resort.

The trouble was, the beaches were very dirty, as the hurricane tore them up and filled them with seaweed, trash and other filth. The mosquitos were abundant and hungry, electricity from 7pm-11pm only and forget about the aircon. On the plus side, we had a very rich animal life just outside the cabaña, and in the evenings, it almost seemed like a kind of weird and serene deserted island experience. The judgement from us two went down hard, I kind of liked it - Mie hated it. A paradise lost, we hoped that Playa del Carmen would be all that Tulum wasn´t.

We spent our 2 day stay trying out the cleanest spots on the beach and then going to Tulum city (one street, 6.000 people) for some beer and dining. Fortunately, we found the other hurricane survivors, american and english, and smuggled us selves into their hostel for some feisty cards, drinks and merriness. Although it was heavily advertized in taxis, we did not try out the Pleasure Palace.

All in all, a primitive yet entertaining stay, but off we were nevertheless to Playa del Carmen. Next time: hopefully the carribean tropical paradise.

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