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Published: August 21st 2007
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As soon as we stepped out of the airport at Cancun charlotte got out the bug spray. "look at those two" laughed the local workers. Great so already, we´re the laughing stock of Mexico. Five seconds was all it took, great!
But on the up, Cancun was actually a lot nicer than we would have thought. Staying downtown it was easy to keep away from the Americans left over from.
spring break bulabulabulabula.
Sorry I don´t know what happened there. It was weird though because downtown felt like real Mexico. There were no... well actually Mcdonalds is everywhere but at least you pay for your big mac in pesos.
Saying that, the stretch of beach in the hotel zone would have made up for anything else even if we did feel like we were back in the states. It was even fine trying desperately to buy water in the million degrees heat and getting stuck behind three twenty five stone americans. Desperately deciding whether to buy 16 or 17 of those mini tequila bottles with the little sombreros on them, spilling ketchup and ice cream all over me and half the shop.
Isla Mujeres... the island of women
has always been known as the backpackers Cancun. But when we got there we learnt a few more things: The carribean sea is like a bath, the monsoon season is not even one shower and that there is nothing in the world better than a hammock. It was hard to do anything during the days but lye on the beach and not ever lose at backgammon at our hostel. It was just so hot.
When night falls, well after the nightly beach party falls. (or we fall out of it) we just lye in our beds in that scorching cabin: A couple of gringos staring at a fan; Wondering if it went any faster could it, would it maybe make one full turn before the night was over. Before we were boiled in the damn furnace of a cabin. Somebody save us from the heat, but don´t ever take it away.
This hostel was great... probably our favourite so far. By the first night the other guests had already nicknamed us the backgammon couple. Yeah so imaginative. They were all a bit weird actually. I can say that because we didn´t tell anyone about travelblog. Anyway I think it
must have been some circling tropical disease or maybe just the heat because by the second night we were just as crazy as the rest of them.
Playa del Carmen has been our next stop and it was a great choice. The white sands stretch for miles and even if we are urging to see some of the real central america it has been great fun just lounging about by the beach, without a care in the world.
Swimming with dolphins was something Charlotte (being a shark) has always dreamed of. Karl pilkington a great philosopher described them as a cross between a fish and a dog. I thought they deserved a bit more than that to be honest.
Xel ha was where we got to do it. It was a giant natural lagoon where we snorkelled with fish which were bigger than a house, swimming towards us with their mouths wide open, wider than, I dunno a big wide mouth. Honestly I thought we would be eaten alive. Better than that I even convinced Charlotte to go for some cliff jumping. Great times.
But it was time to get a flavour of the real Mexico, away
from the coast... Alright one more place on the coast.
At Tulum the Mayan experience really began. Our first ruins were great. They overlooked a stretch of perfect white sands. Again the rooms were scorching but the hostel was buzzing. It was great but soon we
had to leave. On our second night in tulum there was a whisper of a huricane. Wow we thought this would be so cool, lets go to the coast we can watch the waves and take photos. But them we remembered the sunken ships which had flown hundreds of metres off isla mujeres and thought we had better head inland.
The hurricane is coming!
For the past week the atmosphere has been like a couple of claustrophobic schitzophrenics trapped in a small cupboard with independance day and armeggeden on loop. Okay I´m exaggerating but it´s getting more intense than a campsite.
But really we´ve still had a great time. Valliadolid our chosen place of refuge is a wonderful town. We have rejoined our friends from Isla Mujeres. And Charlotte has a new career lined up in cave swimming. Thats definately where the money's at... I told her.
But the
best thing was the locals. Me and Ross (from Isla mujeres) sat in the local park just chilling, watching the clock on the cathedral hit midnight. I would never have felt safe to do that in the states. But it was everyone in the USA who told us how wary we should be in mexico. We have probably spent too long in this mexican sleepy town but it has been a good base for other things and we didn´t really have a choice because of the hurricane thats been coming tommorrow for about the past year.
Any way we are prepared. We plan to have a huge room party and dare eachother to run out into the storm.
I will publish this now. But all the photos will be added soon. It is not possible unfortunately to get them all up there in time. Oh and just so you come back and read this again I won´t be telling you anything about the chicken now.
So we should be safe. Or will we.
This could be our last entry.
duh duh duh!
Tune in soon folks to find out what happened next!!!...
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Anne (aunty)
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Hi guys, Still having a whale of a time on your trip I see-I want to be where you are. Luv your blog and your pics are fab. Was a wee bit worried about the news of the hurricane, but sounds like a great adventure. Cant wait to read the chicken tale. loads of luv Annexx