July 21 2012 Flight to Cancun
High up in the sky I can look out above the white billowy clouds. The view is indescribable. Neither the greatest of wise men nor richest of ancient kings could have ever, in all their glory arose on a throne like as this, to see such a vista. Meanwhile, on board the airplane most folk are content to obliviously watch a third run movie, or just chat and sleep. I am quite happy to hold hands with Janet, gaze out the jet window, and fly away among the clouds, leaving life and all it's daily preoccupations far below. Wow! We are finally getting away!!!
July 22 2012 Royal Suites Yucatan
It was an exhausting day of airports, customs, luggage check ins and out, and finally a bus ride along the Mayan Riviera to the Royal Suites. We had a late day swim in the sea, and walked back to our room along the sandy beach. My cousin Don and his wife Pearl have joined us here again this summer.
We had a nice steak dinner and then a long, long sleep. In the morning Janet and I had breakfast in our room. I am sitting at the lobby bar now with a double expresso waiting for everyone to go to the beach. I plan to just swim, sun and perhaps nap under the palms while I catch up with myself, my cousin and his wife. Then our adventures can begin.
4pm: We lay under the palms for a while enjoying the sea breeze. Otherwise it feels like about 40 Celsius plus. Very, very hot, everything seems to move in slow motion with the sun relentlessly beating down from above. There are huge sprawling ferns, incredibly big, towering palms, jungle brush. The beach sand pure white, the Caribbean turquoise, and further out, royal blue. I pulled my reclining chair out under the sun for awhile, and could start to feel the year's stress dissipating in the heat and calm.
I swam out about 20 meters, then along the length of our hotel beach strip for maybe 250 meters, snorkeling in and out among the coral, following the fish. Brightly coloured Parrot Fish, Blue Tang, Stripped Sgt. Majors. Sometimes the water was thick with huge schools of fish, drifting in and out among the coral with the current. The water was rather stirred up, but it was a good first swim. Now we are back at our room for a siesta. The sky has clouded over. It is not uncommon this time of year to have an afternoon shower. An hour later everything is bone dry.
The Royal Yucatan is a five star, all inclusive, adults only resort. We probably couldn't afford it during high season. There are about 3 other attached resort areas for families, couples, singles, swingers, well, something for everyone. You name it, they got it here. We can go anywhere but our section is exclusive. They can't come here.
We have our own buffet, dining room, pools, room service and the best stretch of the beach. We can call for a golf cart to drive us around. It's unbelievable. Very bourgeois, I don't doubt, but sure is nice to just relax and enjoy the peace and quiet. Next month I will be off to stay locally in Santiago de Cuba and work at the schools doing my social justice thing. It's a balance of sorts. I make no excuses though, it feels great. We are going for Mexican food a la cart tonight.
High up in the sky I can look out above the white billowy clouds. The view is indescribable. Neither the greatest of wise men nor richest of ancient kings could have ever, in all their glory arose on a throne like as this, to see such a vista. Meanwhile, on board the airplane most folk are content to obliviously watch a third run movie, or just chat and sleep. I am quite happy to hold hands with Janet, gaze out the jet window, and fly away among the clouds, leaving life and all it's daily preoccupations far below. Wow! We are finally getting away!!!
July 22 2012 Royal Suites Yucatan
It was an exhausting day of airports, customs, luggage check ins and out, and finally a bus ride along the Mayan Riviera to the Royal Suites. We had a late day swim in the sea, and walked back to our room along the sandy beach. My cousin Don and his wife Pearl have joined us here again this summer.
We had a nice steak dinner and then a long, long sleep. In the morning Janet and I had breakfast in our room. I am sitting at the lobby bar now with a double expresso waiting for everyone to go to the beach. I plan to just swim, sun and perhaps nap under the palms while I catch up with myself, my cousin and his wife. Then our adventures can begin.
4pm: We lay under the palms for a while enjoying the sea breeze. Otherwise it feels like about 40 Celsius plus. Very, very hot, everything seems to move in slow motion with the sun relentlessly beating down from above. There are huge sprawling ferns, incredibly big, towering palms, jungle brush. The beach sand pure white, the Caribbean turquoise, and further out, royal blue. I pulled my reclining chair out under the sun for awhile, and could start to feel the year's stress dissipating in the heat and calm.
I swam out about 20 meters, then along the length of our hotel beach strip for maybe 250 meters, snorkeling in and out among the coral, following the fish. Brightly coloured Parrot Fish, Blue Tang, Stripped Sgt. Majors. Sometimes the water was thick with huge schools of fish, drifting in and out among the coral with the current. The water was rather stirred up, but it was a good first swim. Now we are back at our room for a siesta. The sky has clouded over. It is not uncommon this time of year to have an afternoon shower. An hour later everything is bone dry.
The Royal Yucatan is a five star, all inclusive, adults only resort. We probably couldn't afford it during high season. There are about 3 other attached resort areas for families, couples, singles, swingers, well, something for everyone. You name it, they got it here. We can go anywhere but our section is exclusive. They can't come here.
We have our own buffet, dining room, pools, room service and the best stretch of the beach. We can call for a golf cart to drive us around. It's unbelievable. Very bourgeois, I don't doubt, but sure is nice to just relax and enjoy the peace and quiet. Next month I will be off to stay locally in Santiago de Cuba and work at the schools doing my social justice thing. It's a balance of sorts. I make no excuses though, it feels great. We are going for Mexican food a la cart tonight.
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