Life is Sweet: Cancun

Thursday, January 6, 2011

The Cancun Diaries: Final Chapter

Here's a little bit of Cancun This, That, and the Other. Then I won't mention it again (for those of you who may feel a tad envious... or don't care... or are sick of hearing about it) for at least a month. Maybe more, maybe less.

{THIS}

I would be amiss if I didn't mention the food. I think I gained a good 8 pounds in just under a week. I was skeptical about non-Mexican food in Mexico. I figured they would have some pretty awesome native taste sensations, but Asian? Italian? A good old fashioned buffet?

Yes, yes, and yes. Especially to the buffet.

I'm not so much of a buffet person, but it was the most-often group-selected meal choice on our vacation. Probably because it had a large variety, which changed daily. It was open early and closed late. It was quick. No waiting for a four course meal to be served at a leisurely pace. We didn't have to change into nicer clothes to eat there. And the food was good.

Can't beat that with a stick, as my mom would say.

Where else could you get an amazing breakfast like this,

(this was pretty much what Lex ate every morning... attagirl!),

at our regular table,

(this was our last day there, so we were the first through the doors for lunch... relishing our last visit to the buffet before heading to the airport)

with great service from these guys?

Other food memories:

(Late, long 4-course dinners... NOT too much tequila.)

Our workin'-it waiter. He was grandma's favorite.

{THAT}

We drank a boatload of these:

Strawberry Daiquiris, Pina Coladas, Mango Tangos... all non-alcoholic, of course.
And the coconut ice cream? Yum-o, with a capital YUM.

At our every whim. Even on the beach.

(Note the three empty daiquiri glasses on the sand.)

So the 8 pounds weren't a shock, and they were worth every ounce.

And {THE OTHER}

Some favorite random pictures.

(No, this was not our masterpiece... just sand art abandoned on the beach)

(We brought a lobster home.)

In closing, as one of our English-speaking tour guides said:

My house is your house,
my country is your country,
my beer is your beer (I think the whole country is sponsored by Corona),
but my wife, is my wife.

{THE END}

Adios,

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

The Cancun Diaries: What We Did

So much to do, so little time. Especially when relaxing is your #1 priority.

Which we actually DID... some of the time.

But when we weren't relaxing, we kept ourselves busy.

We played on the beach and in the ocean.

We wrote things in the sand.

We played in the pool.

We saw some sites. We went to Tulum, on the Winter Solstice, no less. Had we been there at 6am (which we weren't), we could have had an Indiana Jones moment, as the sun rose and shone through a specific window on the wall of the highest structure. We also realized that we had exactly two years left before that Mayan calendar runs out. Good timing.

We shopped and negotiated Mexican-style like there was no tomorrow (maybe that Mayan calendar stuff made us worry that our shopping days are numbered - haha).

At the resort,

in Playa del Carmen,

and in Puerto Morelos.

(Although all of these cute sweaters are alike, we paid more for some than for others.

I think I made the best deal.)

We enjoyed the live entertainment... some better than others.

(The "Las Vegas" magician. With such a heavy Mexican accent, we couldn't understand most of what he said. We stayed for the entire act out of courtesy, unlike over half of the audience, who were MIA when the lights came up.)

(Our favorite show. It was a circus night, and some of the acts were incredible. We caught most of them on camera-video, and I don't have time to post them now. Maybe another day.)