30.04.2008 32 °C
When you are travelling you can get stuck in a time warp. We have been without internet for a few days and have been immersed in the craziness of Vegas, but that is another blog. I am here to write about Tulum and it seems a lifetime away - how strange!
We finally took our very last overnight bus (well on this trip anyway) and what a relief it was to get it over with. We didn't have anywhere booked but knew we wanted to be in a beach hut right on the beach. As with most tourist destinations you dont need to look very far, as usual we were approached for accommodation and as it turned out it was probably the best basic accommodation along the coast. Papaya Playa has very basic beach huts, literally stick huts with a grass roof, a bed and a fly screen. "Cool" says Paul, "it will be like sleeping in a tree house". Although I was a little worried, I could see the sparkle in his eyes. Well, this is where we will park our backpacks for a week then. What a fantastically relaxing week we had. We did a little exploring and quickly realised that Papaya Playa had the best stretch of beach for about 30 mins in each direction, fabulous. One great bonus was that there were a few double day beds hanging from the deck too overlooking the ocean, a great spot to read. The facilities where we were staying are pretty basic and the food is not too good, however, we had the fortune of being next to a resort that was about 5 times more expensive than our place and had a splendid restaurant which we made a habit of visiting.
We slipped easily into a routine. I would wake at sunrise and do an hour or so of yoga on the deck, a completely peaceful and special time. We would walk along the beach and find a nice spot for breakfast. Grab a day bed and read for several hours, swim in the azul ocean, slowly dry in the sun, potter down the beach again for lunch, more reading, perhaps a cold beer, another swim? As dusk approached we would shower then go and watch the sun set on the beach. Probably the hardest decision was deciding where we would go for dinner. As the days passed we became more adventurous and wandered further along the coast and discovered more amazing restaurants, we almost tried a new one each day. After enjoying the meal and live music with the wind blowing off the ocean cooling your skin we would stroll back to our little beach hut and fall into a peaceful slumber listening to the sound of the waves.
Experiencing yoga at sunrise on the beach was a beautiful and blissful experience for me. I have been longing to immerse myself once again and finally got the chance (deep breath in and gentle lengthened exhale out) Ahhhhhhh, so amazing.
We did venture out a little further a field on a few days. We went into Tulum town which is about a 10 minute taxi ride and to be honest we would only go into town if it was absolutely necessary. Its not much to look at full of touristy tat and really expensive.
Tulum mayan ruins on the other hand was amazing. We walked there first of all, about 40 minutes and most of it along one of the most pristine beaches I have ever seen. Sand like icing sugar, turquoise water, just absolutely stunning. The ruins were more ruined than other mayan temples that we have seen but the location was just paradise. It is speculated that the ruins were built there as a port so goods from around Mexico could be imported and exported. Paul and I however think that even the Mayans needed a holiday so they built themselves a resort :0)
One evening when we were feeling especially adventurous we thought we would try out an Italian that was recommended in the lonely planet as the best Italian in Mexico or something of that Ilk so we thought we would give it a go. It was about a 30 minute walk but we were not in a hurry to get anywhere. When we turned up I felt immediately underdressed in my shorts and singlet. Hmmm, if, there had been any other restaurant nearby we probably would have left but we felt that we had made the effort to get there so we might as well sit down and eat. Well, actually that process was not that easy. This strange guy came and sat at our table and started asking us how we were? Bit odd, then he launched into what the dishes of the night were. Ohhhhh, I see, this is the waiter. The trouble is he obviously spoke with quite a strong spanish accent and was very quick so it was a little frustrating remembering what there was to eat, and he gave us no prices, when we asked the waiter looked confused then gave us a range. Very well, but when you are watching your pennies the prices are very important. We quickly realised that in this place if we needed to ask the prices then you couldn't afford it. Inside my head was saying to me "RUUUUUUUNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!" We didn't though and had a very nice dinner, not the best, but very nice. I ended up getting eaten alive by mozzies that evening too so that didn't help matters. Very embarrassingly we had to return the next day....... to pay the rest of the bill! Oops!! Oh well, it is nice to splurge every now and then but this time we just didn't plan too.
All good things have to come to an end and after a blissful week of lounging around it was time to head into the craziness of Vegas!!!!