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Paamul and beyond

Happy New Year!

My how the time has flown. First there was the week from some conjured Hell aka finals week, and then we were gone...to the Yucatan, where we were greeted by sun, sand, quiet, lovely people, and time together as a family.

We spent a week being bored, by design. Decisions were easy, and usually involved either what to wear, if it was time to reapply sunscreen, if snorkeling was next or would a nap really be more the ticket...

In short, it was Heaven on Earth, and we were absolutely charmed by the experience.

The food, fresh, delicious, Yucatan style. Fish, avocado, fruit..and pico de gallo, and habanero sauce to spice things up. Fresh squeezed orange juice every morning. Mmmm...lots of fresh corn tortillas, which were completely and totally habit forming and absolutely yummy.

Drinks were also very good, and Enrique liked to pour a particularly potent margarita for his American guests. Ahem. His guests appreciated his work. I am not usually a marg lover, but put me on a beach in Paamul, hand me a marg made with fresh lime, just a little simple syrup and good tequila and I'm good to go.

There were also some interesting moments, of course. One day, for example, the hot water heater in our bungalow fritzed out. So no hot water for the duration of our stay. We took this in stride. No stress, just acceptance, very unlike what would have happened stateside, I'm thinkin'...

Another, we woke up to weird welts on our bodies...painless, yet strange looking and mostly clustered on the abdomen. We speculated about worms, parasites of various tropical ilks, etc., but mostly didn't worry too much because, as our friend who set our whole trip up for us shared, 'There's just some weird shit down here.' She was right.

In hindsight, we'd do it all over, no questions asked.

I'd pack less, but that's about the only thing I'd change in terms of preparing for the trip again.

Bottom line? The holiday in paradise delivered.


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