Hotel Posada Sian Ka'an
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We have been amazed by Mexico.
our tour itinerary was fantastic.
We expected dry arid cactus scenery.
After leaving Mexico City we did pass through some mountainous region covered in cactus.
since then we have gone through dry arid regions but mostly wet rain forest. Lots of green jungles.
we have loved every minute, Toltec, …
... a limp arm dangling (and the missing teeth were driving a desire to purchase a banjo). She was still trying to keep up with daily gym visits we had planned on as well as the tennis hours we had scheduled, but then the most traumatic injury of all occurred (particularly since it happened to me)- apparently when you jog in the humidity of Mexico, a sweat soaked heavy cotton shirt can do serious damage to your nips. I discovered this as we sat through a breakfast in a crowded restaurant ...
... cooled down considerably after the rain, since I was carrying all my stuff. But when I got to the bus station, I was still hot, sweaty and gross. Maybe some people have a temperature regulator gene enabling them to stay comfortable in hot, humid weather, but I must be missing it or something.
At five, I boarded the coach for the hour's ride to Cancun Airport, mentally waving goodbye to the beach and my carefree vacation life.
... in warm water we really enjoyed the shore dive along the little house reef. We saw all kinds of colourful reef marine life and were fascinated of what we saw.
In the afternoon when we came home we were alone. Our house mate David from Vancouver wasn't there either. We shared the house with him, Raphael (Swiss) and Phil. All of us have more or less just moved in. We did some groceries today but because the kitchen looked really ...
... he brought over edamame in a soya type sauce. We ordered a house rose wine called Chuccaro. It was a Chilean wine and it was delicious. We ate up our edamame and Mario appeared. He was our chef and it seemed that we were the only one that had booked a table for 7pm so we got it all to ourselves. Hooray. Mario introduced himself and asked if it was our first time here. We said yes. Mario started throwing his metal spatula and metal prong fork in the air and ...