Club Akumal Caribe

... the rest of my three days diving and what superb diving it is. I see a nurse shark, octopi, manta rays and sea snakes. Over the few days I also mark up a personal best for deepest and longest dives but best off all I have my first night dive. So much life underwater at night, amazing capturing a moving octopus with the beam of your torch resulting in it glowing white and purple as it flows across the sea bed. Five of us come to ...

... small. Besides the resorts it is surrounded by, the town comprises 2 grocery stores, and a few small restaurants and artisan shops and a real estate sales office. Yup. There are a few lanes leading away from "town", lined with small homes, but that's it. I have to admit though, it's cute. We toured the shops very briefly, since we had no money in our bathing suits, but we'll be back here anyway, some time this week. We made our way ...

... de sang, mesure, verif du tag, et a l'eau et tout ca sans se faire mordre sous peine de perdre un doigt. Ayant casse mon masque, j'etait d'equipe de bateau et vu que tout le monde voulait etre a l'eau pour attraper un tortue, j'avait pas trop le choix. Claudia elle etait a l'eau. Vous auriez du la voir attraper un d'entre elle (une des plus grosse egalement). Claudia essayant de garder une tortue presque plus grosse qu'elle en surface, presque a se noyer, elle se laisser ...

... or 8 hours (after watching the sun set over the lagoon) in the dark with a searchlight looking for crocodiles- it was awesome!! We caught 5 crocs- 4 really little ones and a bigger one. We chased after this guy who must have been 3 metres at least, but no way would we have been able to get him in the boat! Four of us went out with Miguel and Fidel who are pretty hot on the whole reptile business (Steve Irwin went to Fidel for advise/ knowledge at one point ...

... the laundry we had left. They wanted us to stay another night because the touting for backpacker trade is all the rage. We got the laundry washed down the street by a mother and daughter team at a small house for $2.20 a kilo "urgent service".We had time to kill so i burned a CD of photos, found a cybercafe (plentiful all over), drank a litre of naranja juice (orange juice), stocked up on beer and supplies for the beach. We drink the Superior brand which has an 80's image of a ...

... on the streets huddled around TVs at outdoor bars. It was fun cheering with people from all over! We didn't get to spend nearly enough time in PDC, so we'll need to come back! Monday, January 22: We went to breakfast around 8 am and took our time getting out on the beach, probably settling into a palapa around 10 am. We found an empty one down toward the hammocks and had it to ourselves for more than half the day. We made a reservation for the Mexican restaurant for dinner ...

... has a sign that says "Este es mi Playa -- Chango". It's pretty funny. Not wanting to intrude on ol' Chango, we continued on further south. We finally got a stretch of sand that was pretty much in the middle of nowhere. It obviously doesn't get raked at all, so we picked a spot with a minimal amount of dried plant life on it and spread out our blanket. This blanket was becoming quite handy. We kinda felt like explorers here on ...

... friends. She got cute anklets for the girls. We also go a tin box for the time capsule. Now, I need to think of a secret. Had our final dinner at Lol-Ha -- the restaurant just down the beach. Live jazz music tonight; good. Had fun playing with our cameras, making long exposures of the moon and lights. Said goodbye to the others, as they leave very early in the morning for their flight home.

... we stopped for dinner in Playa del Carmen. Drove first through the real town, then through the tourist district. (Not as much of a contrast as you might expect, except for the clothes on the backs of the people: the Mexicans were dressed much more flash than the tourists). Paul spotted an outdoor, upstairs restaurant. Lovely atmosphere, above the street, amongst the trees, with lanterns and little white lights. My idea of paradise, esp. as the food was good ...

... soft beach. Only one family and a group of friends were there. At the end of the beach, Paul and I sat, the kids played, and Alan headed north to see if he could penetrate the compound and find the elusive forbidden playa. He's like a little boy that&#8217;s been told, &#8220;No!&#8221; The beach is free, he cries. Yes, but why not enjoy the lovely one we can reach instead of worrying about the one behind the fence.<br><br>We also drove down ...