Patience is a Virtue

Okay, I’ll ‘fess up…sometimes I’m a lot more Scottish than I like to admit, and so the full story of what went on in turns-out-not-so-lawless Mexico (yes, that’s what we like to call a “teaser”) won’t be around for another few days while I am busy not paying extra to get my pictures quickly.

BUT! In the meantime, a few notes….

First, I had no idea how much Playa del Carmen was going to resemble Ibiza. It was almost eerie with all the little stores that sell nothing of any real value, but proliferate the area like a virus. That and the seemingly lawless drinking, smoking and drug availability.

Second, we basically stumbled through dumb luck into one of the few beaches on the Eastern coast that wasn’t completely torn apart by the hurricane(s). This is due mostly to the island of Cozumel, which got decimated…but I’ll delve into that further in due time.

Third, if one more person comments that I’m “not that tanned”, I’m going to scream. Seriously….do you have any idea how white people with British backgrounds get during the winter?!? I’m at about my June shade on April 11th. That strikes me as significant…also, I was paranoid of being burnt practically purple like I was in Spain, and that was in August, so I had had sun in Canada. Thus, I lathered on the SPF 30 pretty religiously for my own self-preservation.

Lastly, I’ve decided to differentiate the “poo stories” (of which there will unfortunately be numerous...this was Mexico, after all) as “Carol Chan Moments”, just to give those less enthusiastic about poo a chance to skip to the next paragraph…. I promise I’m only going to mention funny things, not so much gross…but not everyone is as excited about poo as Carol can be, so anyway….

Back to our regularly scheduled programming…