The Fairmont Mayakoba Playa del Carmen

... The conversations were halted when our table was surrounded by a local band who sang loudly and very badly for ages. <br><br>The next day, since our group had bonded so well over dinner, we all went our separate ways. I went to a couple of art galleries, where as usual a Mexican came up and talked me through the history of everything I was looking at. They really are a very useful bunch. Opposite the art gallery there was an exhibition called ´'Inquisition - instruments of torture ...

... orrore.<br>Per il resto del giorno ci limitiamo a camminare lungo i viali del centro, al momento di salire in camera ci accorgiamo della fatica di essere a 2200 mt, l'ostello è subdolo tu credi di dover salire al terzo piano, ma loro hanno due piani non conteggiati (dove c'è la cucina e l'altro con la sala tv) così in realtà devi arrivare al quinto. Dobbiamo organizzarci bene, perchè una volta scesi, se ti accorgi di aver dimenticato qualcosa, sono tutti cavoli tuoi risalire!!

... I have been to. When I walked to the other end of the nightclub I found another dance floor on the beach. Every now and again one of the staff members would throw bags of long balloons onto the dance floor, most of which got turned into penises by the resident clown. At this club ladies got to drink for free, I made the most of this by getting some of the girls I had met at the hostel to pour their free Pinna Coladas out of there pink &#8216;girls&#8217; cup ...

... and shops line the street on either side. It was like cruising through the Bourke Street Mall. <br><br>Back at the hotel I chilled out for a little before taking a shower and heading down to meet the group - 10 of us in total, 3 brits, 1 canadian and 6 aussies - one lonesome male! I hope he can keep up with the girl talk... haha<br><br>After completing all the paperwork we walked ...

Hello readers! Just when you thought we were lost in the jungle somewhere, here I am to tell you about a few of our many adventures so far in Central America. I´ll do this as a series of short entries about each place, so feel free to read the ones you want, or just look at the map pins and pictures. Playa del Carmen: After a fairly long and gruelling trip to Mexico, including a 6 hour bus trip from Kitchener to Buffalo, and attempting ...

... liefen wir dann vom Hotel zwei Blocks weit und waren bereits beim Hauptplatz der Stadt, dem "Zócalo". Ganz in der Naehe gab's den "Palacio Nacional" (Amtssitz des Praesidenten) und die "Catedral Metropolitana" zu sehen. Weil Karfreitag war und Ostern vor der Tuere stand, war die Stadt bis zum Bersten voll. Wir bekamen aus diesem Grund z.B. den "Templo Mayor" (Hauptpyramide der damaligen aztekischen Hauptstadt, 1978 per Zufall entdeckt ...

... picturesquely overlooking the sea. Admittidly we are a bit ruined out now and somewhat rushed the sites to spend the last part of the afternoon on the Ruins´ beach which had lots of fun waves to play in. Having satisfied our inner children, we then returned back to Tulum, where we each braved the electric shower (with painful electric shocks) before dining on watermelon and beer! The following day we really ...

... was ok because our flight didn't leave till 9:50. There were two car wrecks on our way to Mexico City. One car was smashed in the front, but by itself and another car was upside-down and also without any other cars around. Interesting. Anyway, we got some starbucks en espanol to give us a wakeup. We looked at some magazines and books at a store and ...

... Then we decide to get a taxi from the Hwy to the lagoon, which is about a three-mile walk. If we new where we were going we probably would have walked. So the three-mile taxi costs 60 pesos. We get to the lagoon area and have to pay to rent snorkeling gear, a locker, and the lagoon entrance fee, all of which was cheaper than one ticket to Xel-Ha. We head down to the lagoon and it's breathtaking. It's not a tiny little lake ...

One of the great surprise of Mexico City was its friendly people, clean subways and all the monuments and plazas. All this totally surprised me considering how many bad stories I heard of mexico. Anyways, in our last day here, we went to the south of the city and visited Leon Trosky Museum, who was one of the original Russian Communist revolutionary, who was subsequent exile from Russia to escape Stalin, then assassinated by a KGB agent. The house he live was very nice and the museum ...