On day three we woke up early and watched the sun rise as we pulled into Progreso, Mexico. Progreso is a pretty small place and there isn't much to do, so we got on a bus and went to Uxmal to see some Mayan ruins. Most cruisers choose to go to a bigger site called Chichen Itza, but it is a longer bus ride and you can't climb up anything there like you can in Uxmal, so Uxmal it was. Tour guide Saul was really nice and also very sincere about learning about the history of the country and how visitors should buy books (which he just so happened to be selling) and not
tequila and sombreros. After doing our best Laura Croft impression wondering around the ruins we had lunch at a little restaurant - Lelaine had pork Yucitan and I had empanadas and a Mexican beer I had never heard of - and got back on the bus and then back on the ship. I don't know if it was the empanadas or what, but something didn't agree with my stomach. I will spare you the details, but instead of the TP packaging on the ship reading "it feels heavenly" a more accurate descriptions would have read "it feels like sandpaper."
Having checked off the culture box for the trip, we spent the next day at a beach in Cozumel. We picked a location that had a good reef for snorkeling. We brought our own gear and had a nice time - there were a ton of fish as soon as you got into the water. Also enjoyable was the palapa for shade (helped to contain the sunburn) and the waiter delivering a stream of Dos Equis and chips and salsa. Despite several screaming kids it was a very relaxing day, which is just what the doctor ordered.
Speaking of which, one of the reasons why we are so interested in traveling in the last couple years is because we will presumably have a rugrat in the not so distant future so we don't have a huge window to travel before we have other priorities. With that in mind, it is pretty amusing to see how families act on vacation. While lounging on the beach, surrounded by families, we overheard some pretty amusing conversations. Highlights included one woman recounting what her husband laughingly said the day before in Progreso, right after they found their toddler granddaughter who was missing for what sounded like 15-20 minutes: "this is about as fun as a concentration camp." To our right, there was one family with a couple teenage boys who fought most of the time and led to the mom losing it and proclaiming, somewhat seriously, "What is wrong with you - I don't even know why we bring you on vacation!" Pretty funny stuff, although we may not be so amused once we have a kid in tow.
On day three we woke up early and watched the sun rise as we pulled into Progreso, Mexico. Progreso is a pretty small place and there isn't much to do, so we got on a bus and went to Uxmal to see some Mayan ruins. Most cruisers choose to go to a bigger site called Chichen Itza, but it is a longer bus ride and you can't climb up anything there like you can in Uxmal, so Uxmal it was. Tour guide Saul was really nice and also very sincere about learning about the history of the country and how visitors should buy books (which he just so happened to be selling) and not 
tequila and sombreros. After doing our best Laura Croft impression wondering around the ruins we had lunch at a little restaurant - Lelaine had pork Yucitan and I had empanadas and a Mexican beer I had never heard of - and got back on the bus and then back on the ship. I don't know if it was the empanadas or what, but something didn't agree with my stomach. I will spare you the details, but instead of the TP packaging on the ship reading "it feels heavenly" a more accurate descriptions would have read "it feels like sandpaper."
Having checked off the culture box for the trip, we spent the next day at a beach in Cozumel. We picked a location that had a good reef for snorkeling. We brought our own gear and had a nice time - there were a ton of fish as soon as you got into the water. Also enjoyable was the palapa for shade (helped to contain the sunburn) and the waiter delivering a stream of Dos Equis and chips and salsa. Despite several screaming kids it was a very relaxing day, which is just what the doctor ordered.
Speaking of which, one of the reasons why we are so interested in traveling in the last couple years is because we will presumably have a rugrat in the not so distant future so we don't have a huge window to travel before we have other priorities. With that in mind, it is pretty amusing to see how families act on vacation. While lounging on the beach, surrounded by families, we overheard some pretty amusing conversations. Highlights included one woman recounting what her husband laughingly said the day before in Progreso, right after they found their toddler granddaughter who was missing for what sounded like 15-20 minutes: "this is about as fun as a concentration camp." To our right, there was one family with a couple teenage boys who fought most of the time and led to the mom losing it and proclaiming, somewhat seriously, "What is wrong with you - I don't even know why we bring you on vacation!" Pretty funny stuff, although we may not be so amused once we have a kid in tow.
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Do you have something to tell me? I move away and now you're pregnant/imminently pregnant?
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