Hotel Latino Tulum

... it's made up -- they had a couple of Italian restaurants along one street and so deemed it Little Italy. Probably very cynical of me. The W Hotel is happening tonight ... some big wine tasting event. Lots of sleek young bodies in high heels and/or tight pants. Both men and women. Very amusing. I definitely felt out of place ... <br>

At work all day, then late afternoon flight. No problems with flight at all ... arrived, got rental car, then drove the few miles to the W Hotel. Very swank. The "living room" bar was happening ... but we just went to our rooms, then met for dinner at Rice, the embedded restaurant, which serves Cuban/Asian fusion. Food was fine, not fab.<br><br>Room is fun ... there's a chalkboard (that received a bit of J. Alfred Prufrock from me) and a window seat. And the linens are wonderful.<br><br><br>

From the Pacific to the Atlantic to where the Pacific meets the Atlantic to the Pacific to the Atlantic and back to the Pacific. Phew! What a ride its been. I am back in Cali (again). Heather picks me up from the airport and we sleep on her new sailboat! First time for everything! I have the best sleep of my life. We get up the next morning and ...

... the hostel wasn't too bad so I chilled out for the rest of the afternoon.<br><br>I found out from the hostel owner that there were some amazing Mayan ruins on the beach and that there were also numerous cenotes around the area, so the next morning I hired a very dodgy bike from the hostel and proceeded to ride to the Mayan ruins, however just as I arrived the heavens decided to open up again and it stormed for about an hour. So I huddled with the rest of the tourists under cover of the ...

... crever et surtout HUMIDITE! Les ventilateurs deviennent nécessaires dans la chambre, les T-shirts sont trempés en quelques minutes... On transpire, meme en ne faisant aucun effort ! Et le soleil tape plus fort que jamais. <br>Conclusion : c´est éprouvant! Ces dernières semaines sont bien les plus difficiles de toutes.<br>Mais on change de T-shirt, on marche à l´ombre et le vent qui souffle à donf à travers touts les ...

... country again, though I´d like to visit Nicaragua and El Salvador again We´re staying in Tulum, about 2 hours south of Cancun airport. The Mayan ruins here are right beside the beach a couple of miles out of town. Unfortunately I didn´t get any fab pix because we were eaten alive by sandflies and it completely ruined the ruins. Fewer flies on the beach thankfully. When I ...

We left Merida early for a quite uneventful bus journey in search of white sand and blue water in Tulum. We found just that. Sand was white, water was blue and it was nice... But that's not much of a story. What Tulum did offer us our first real backpackery experience of the trip to date. We got off the bus into a taxi, said a random accommodation name and asked to be taken there pronto. We soon realised the bemused look on the cabbie's face wasn't entirely due to our appalling ...

... t: Cenote-Diving. Cenotes sind die Grotteneingänge zu teils riesigen unterirdischen See- und Flusssystemen, die die gesamte flache karstige Yucatanhalbinsel unterziehen. "Der nächste Weltkrieg wird ums Wasser sein, und da wird das Süsswasserreservoir unter Yucatan eine Hauptrolle spielen" sagte der im Hostel rumhängende Bootsbesitzer - mal sehen. Auf alle Fälle sind die Cenotes eine sehr dekorative Angelegenheit und spannend zum Ertauchen. CavernDiving ...

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