Day 2 of our Mexican Adventure would be too far fetched for me to believe unless I lived it.
The guys had booked us a snorkeling excursion through our Worry Free (aka Worrisome) Vacation expert on site at the hotel. They had been instructed for all of us to be in the lobby ready to go at 5 'til 8 AM. So when the clock struck 8:15 and we were still waiting, we knew it would be an interesting day.
We found out that the van had actually come by at 7:40 instead of 7:55, so it had to turn around for us. It was especially unfortunate for the other snorkelers already on it, halfway to the destination, who had the privilege of turning around to come back for us. Yes, we were loved, as you can imagine.
We ride out into the middle of nowhere, which in retrospect was a very trusting, yet perhaps dumb thing to do in a foreign country (but hey! it was with worry free vacations, right?) to get on a boat on a high wind day. A High Wind Day. Swimming in the wavy ocean gets little more interesting when the wind is whipping around like blast from a jet engine.
After we have our fill of snorkeling, El Capitan of the boat pulls us up about 20 yards from the shore and says that we will have to get off in this waist deep water and wade to shore with our stuff, then walk down the beach about a half mile because the waves were too high to dock the boat back where we launched. Everyone in our group is saying "you've got to be kidding me" and then, to make matters just a little better (ha!), we look to see that the path between where we need to be and where we are runs directly through a NUDE BEACH resort.
Oh. my. goodness.
So we gather up our stuff and try to not to laugh all the way down the beach. I'm sure we looked like quite a crew, considering there were 4 boats of people (about 20 per boat) wandering through the nude beach. One old man patron of the beach--not sure what else to call him--shouted out, "What do we have here, a group of refugees?" Another started shaking people's hands as they walked by. Awkward...
So we finally make it back to where our stuff is and board the van. On our way out we look to our left and see a swampy area filled with crocodiles!!! We saw at least 4 different ones. And at that moment someone pointed to the right and said, "Look, we're stuck between a croc and a nude beach." I'm not sure which situation was worse.
Crocodile!
After that, we spent the rest of the day recovering on the beach while the Men made their first of two sandcastles. After such an excursion as that, we are certain that we will not be booking anymore through our online travel agency.
Back at the beach
Supper at Captain Charlie's
The guys had booked us a snorkeling excursion through our Worry Free (aka Worrisome) Vacation expert on site at the hotel. They had been instructed for all of us to be in the lobby ready to go at 5 'til 8 AM. So when the clock struck 8:15 and we were still waiting, we knew it would be an interesting day.
We found out that the van had actually come by at 7:40 instead of 7:55, so it had to turn around for us. It was especially unfortunate for the other snorkelers already on it, halfway to the destination, who had the privilege of turning around to come back for us. Yes, we were loved, as you can imagine.
We ride out into the middle of nowhere, which in retrospect was a very trusting, yet perhaps dumb thing to do in a foreign country (but hey! it was with worry free vacations, right?) to get on a boat on a high wind day. A High Wind Day. Swimming in the wavy ocean gets little more interesting when the wind is whipping around like blast from a jet engine.
After we have our fill of snorkeling, El Capitan of the boat pulls us up about 20 yards from the shore and says that we will have to get off in this waist deep water and wade to shore with our stuff, then walk down the beach about a half mile because the waves were too high to dock the boat back where we launched. Everyone in our group is saying "you've got to be kidding me" and then, to make matters just a little better (ha!), we look to see that the path between where we need to be and where we are runs directly through a NUDE BEACH resort.
Oh. my. goodness.
So we gather up our stuff and try to not to laugh all the way down the beach. I'm sure we looked like quite a crew, considering there were 4 boats of people (about 20 per boat) wandering through the nude beach. One old man patron of the beach--not sure what else to call him--shouted out, "What do we have here, a group of refugees?" Another started shaking people's hands as they walked by. Awkward...
So we finally make it back to where our stuff is and board the van. On our way out we look to our left and see a swampy area filled with crocodiles!!! We saw at least 4 different ones. And at that moment someone pointed to the right and said, "Look, we're stuck between a croc and a nude beach." I'm not sure which situation was worse.
After that, we spent the rest of the day recovering on the beach while the Men made their first of two sandcastles. After such an excursion as that, we are certain that we will not be booking anymore through our online travel agency.
WOW. WHAT A STORY!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the laughs! I'm still laughing!