A room with a view ...
Early Monday morning. We are at Toronto Pearson Airport waiting to catch a flight to Akumal, Mexico. Janet wants a beach holiday. A holiday is a moot point for me, being retired, but I am a big diving and snorkeling fan. The Mayan Caribbean coast of Akumal, and Cozumal, just across the sea, boasts the second biggest reef in the world. The tiny fishing village is well known for it's large turtle colony and lush, turquoise lagoons, teaming with coral gardens and huge schools of brightly coloured tropical fish. We are no strangers here.
Our Air Canada Boeing 767 wide body jet arrives on time. Fortunately, the gods must be smiling on us as our flight goes according to schedule. Without incident except for the mad crush as the gates open at Pearson. A portly woman, my age, unsuccessfully tries to elbow us out of her way. Foiled, she stops to grunt at me. I kid you not. She stood there grunting at me, like some surreal Miss Piggy.
Although not in flight yet, I'm high enough on our trip anyway to just stand there laughing at the absurdity of it all in my vacation reverie. I'm almost unable to control myself. Janet tugs on my sleeve. Gives the old gal the evil eye, just for good measure. C'mon, let's go!
No problem. This is no time for any bad airport vibes. Three and a quarter hours, we step off our plane, without incident, into the blast furnace of heat that is Mexico in mid June. Love it!
An hour or so later we are in our room at the "Akumal Bay Beach and Wellness Resort". We're are on an endless white sand beach, with a second floor balcony. A great view of the palm trees and the sea. We unpack before a swim.
The sea beckons! The buoyant Caribbean waters are choppy today. A beautiful breeze blows inland. I bob up and down on the small cascading waves washing over me, gazing up at the blue skies overhead, back in Nirvana.