Illusion Boutique Playa del Carmen

... du cafe en quantitees industrielles, ils cuisinent des tamales... Bref, open bar pour tout le monde. Je me suis fait offrir de quoi a manger, ou a boire a toutes les 2 metres pendant ma marche de 50 minutes.Javais ni faim, ni soif, des No gracias, jen ai dit en masse.

En plus, il y avait du monde qui en avait bien plus besoin que moi.

Jimagine que refuser quelque chose dont on a pas besoin, cest une forme de generosite ca ...

... I drank as much as I could as fast as I could muster and threw the rest away. Shame.
The flight to Santiago was the big one; over night. We were fed dinner at 10pm. I had chicken primavera with rice and Nick got fish and mashed potatoes. We both had a different cake for dessert and I had three free refills of wine.
There were tv screens at each seat and you could choose from many movies ...

... eyelids almost closing, when our new landlady ushered us into our new apartment. This apartment was huge, twice the size of the one we had just been in, and the first time since we left Brisbane that we have personal space. This feels like a really good part of our journey. The downside is that the WIFI internet doesn’t reach this apartment, well we will to have to work around that. We unpacked our bags and fell into a deep slumber.

... seem to have chille in them!!) called the hostel to make sure they had a bed for me, and eventually got on the bus to Playa Del Carmen. I arrived at 11pm....a little exhausted after my 18hour journey!!

Monday 22nd December: I got up at 9ish, had a shower and went for a wander around Playa. Oh my god, how many tourists!!! A total culture shock from Guatemala!!


I found myself a scuba diving place and booked up a dive for ...

... of the damage at first, and when we went and initially told management they half apologised half joked that they really should have fixed the plumbing in an ajoining room sooner, ha ha oops. Turns out the particular room we were in 'sometimes' became flooded for this reason, but they didnt feel the need to draw our attention to it before hand (apparently even though its almost peak wet season the hostel management 'never expected it to rain so much' on this particular evening ...

... 000 USD. - The only way they can find out is if you have two entry stamps on your passport from the host country (Mexico in my case) - Cuban Tourist Visas only cost $15 at the airport - Cubans don't really speak Spanish - its sounds more like Jaba the Hut's language. Hahaha - ok, the last bullet point on my list isn't really a "truth" per se. But the two Cuban dudes sitting behind us can certainly make a case for it ...

... to loads of the locals. Special mentions have to go out to the guy who wandered over, shook all of our hands, downed Richie´s beer in one without asking, and promptly got chucked out; the old woman who no-one could understand and who may well have wet herself just before we left; the old gent whose fingers bent backwards at a freakish 90 degree angle and who kept banging our table for no apparent reason; the fat wench who seemed to be constantly crying, and who took a liking to ...

... or they are too scared/ set in their ways to continue their travels. Also met Pam, a really nice middle-aged lass from Memphis, Tenessee(her husband was a musician but sadly died 7 years ago. Her son is in the US marines now based in North Carolina but also a budding musician..must be something about Memphis). Budget was thrown out the window in the last few days of Independance day celebrations so cheap night tonight. Phil, the Essex fella bought Fantastic Four (part ...

... hurricane Dean so Paulette and l determined to get in the incredible looking water walked almost an hour return to the next cove where we swam in the most beautiful colored water l have ever seen! The beach surrounding us was pure white and adorned with palm fringed cabanas which you can sleep in for approx 9 USD a night right on the beach choosing to sleep in a bed or a hammock!!! I so wish l could have done that! Sound Iike paradise- l think so too ...

... airport to pick up Juliette. She is flying in from France to join me in this crazy trip. Hopefully we would get along fine. I think she is still in shock of Mexico after the "late" arrival and seeing me. We ate at a upscale resturante in zona rosa. She couldn't understand my english every well, but my spanish is getting better everyday. I went to sleep early. She thought that was wierd, in a good way I hope :-)