16th April 2009 – Corozal – Playa Del Carmen
Woke up to see the sunrise. Sunrise is one of my favourite times of the day, just a shame its so early! After a few pictures of the sunrise I went for a short run up to the fort and back. It was great to be running in the cool of the morning, so peaceful and a good time to try and get thinking time done.
After breakfast we took a boat trip across the lagoon to where the water flows in from the sea. Unlike the Cenote, the lagoon receives its water from the Caribbean but it is not salty. It was only when we took the boat trip we saw the white mangroves which we had seen on the lagoon at Zipolite. We followed the current upstream for a while and then everyone who wanted to could jump into the water and float back down stream. It was really relaxing to be sat down in a buoyancy aid just floating along on the current. Eventually we caught up with the boat which had moored at the entrance to the lagoon. Playing around here for a while and then it was time to get back into the boat and head back.
Unfortunately a few people seem to have stomach problems including Juan Carlos. Its really tough to drive when your not feeling well so instead of heading to the ruins at Tulum we went straight to Playa del Carmen. On the way we stopped of at Xpu-Ha Beach. Even though the hotels at Playa del Carmen at paid for there is an option to stay here by the sea. Most people are up for it which should be good.
Out of all the placed we’ve visited Playa del Carmen is the least favourite. Its very touristy and geared for the American holiday market. I’m probably doing it a great disservice but its not the real mexico we’ve been enjoying on this trip.
One of the songs that’s been playing a lot in the van is a Mexican song “por favour”. After the evening meal at a Bagel restaurant we had a drink in the bar owned by the guy who sang this song – Kitxen. After this the girls went to do some shopping whilst the two Danes and I went onto a nightclub called the Blue Parrot. I didn’t stay long and left around 1am. Before I left though I managed to make a complete tit of myself by falling of one of the bar swings! Luckily it was only my ego that was bruised!
