We got back from our little trip and came home all in one piece.
The one piece is the good part …
My Mother-in-law and Sister-in-law stayed at our house and watched over Wonder Mutt.
A thousand thanks for that you two, you all have been so kind to help us out with that on each of our trips!
So, about the trip … why is it that every time the wife and I go on one of these trips it some how ends up with us nearly kicking the bucket?
The cruise was fine, food was good, entertainment … well I don’t know I slept a LOT, over all good times on the boat.
We got to Mexico, now mind you the wife and I have been there before so we kind of ditched out on seeing the local area and took an all day excursion.
We arrived a little late into port, about an hour or so.
We had picked the Mayan Ruins of Tulum as our adventure this time!
Adventure it was, well the trip over to it anyway!
We had to travel to the mainland, and needed to take a smaller boat to travel the miles of ocean to said mainland.
It was a nice boat, comfy seats, big enough for my fat butt, and the whole ship was air-conditioned too, and I know sounds lovely … right?
The stewardess was telling us that we had a few restrooms in the back and handing out drinks and … wait … what is that?
Barf Bags?
O’ that’s cute and funny everyone gets a laugh!
Yea … I don’t know how fast we were going … fast though and that boat was not meant to go that fast, especially over choppy and open water!
We ended up going airborne more then a few times … We could look out the side windows and see nothing but sky on that side and then nothing but ocean on the other … then a slam down and it would be the exact opposite on the opposite side!
After about 5 min, the bags got handed out to about everyone … some to the same people after only just getting one … this was NOT good times!
The wife and were giggling and having a good time until after about 10 min and the sounds of others not enjoying themselves got a little to much to stand.
So what do we do you might ask?
Throw our MP3 players in our ears and enjoy the ride … O’yea AIRBORN!!!
After about another 5 min of this though we grabbed a bag each after the aroma of the boat turned sour … yea that’s a nice way to say it I think …
So, needless to say out of the about 35 people in the front of the boat, I have no clue about the back of the boat, we were some of the few, the proud and the only ones to not have to us our bags!!!
GO US!!!
It was not a pretty sight … or smell for that matter I might add!
Next though, after jumping off the boat ramp … that was swaying every direction on a compass at least 10 to 20 inches each way of said compass … we got onto our air-conditioned tour bus!
We then traveled about 45 min through the country to the ruins.
At this point we were told that instead of the 2 hours or so that we were told we would have to go exploring we would have … about a ½ hour … WHAT!!!
OK, so the tour guide walks us in and starts talking … slowly … so I ask ‘As long as we are back in time we can go on our own right?’ the answer was sure and the Wife and I were off!
We tried to make the best of it … and got back to the bus only 10 min late; we were by no means late by comparison though!
We then waited for almost 20 more min waiting on others to show up … why is it that we get punished for doing the right thing?
So now we are late again … an hour or so with the boat and then another ½ hour or so from the ruins.
What’s that mean … less time at the second part of the adventure the beach break.
We get to the beach, were we should have a little over an hour and ½ or so and now only have about 45 min and have to eat lunch too?
We eat and look at the water … it rough!
My back is hurting bad from the boat ride and I say I don’t think I need to risk it so we sit it out and eat and get back on the bus for another 45 min drive back to the boat.
The ride back on the boat was not as bad and no one got sick that I know of.
We go back and complain and were behind another person who was doing the same and then joined by another guy from behind us … yea, we got money back … It was bad!
The next day …
We were going to go Cave Tubing!!!
… Yea that got canceled because too much rain and the caves were flooded.
Woot … we got our money back …
The Wife decided she wanted to go swimming at a beach so we jumped on the tender to the mainland and grabbed a local adventure guide and ended up going on a snorkeling and beach break on a private island!
Rock on!
We get to the private island and it is cute!
We change and go jump in the boat again to go out to the second largest reef in the world, and the largest living reef being promised to see all kinds of great sights at the reef.
We ride out to the reef and get our gear on and jump in the water … wow the water was the perfect temperature, and the color breathtaking!
… That’s about it though …
We jumped in and my snorkel broke and sank to the bottom …
A rainstorm came out of no were and upset the water … bad!
The waves ended up breaking over our heads so that our snorkels kept getting flooded and we could not breath, yes I got a new one from one of the staff
We took the snorkels off and adjusted our life jackets as best we could and then started swimming toward the boat, O I didn’t tell you that in the 3 or 4 min that this took we ended up about 50 yards from the boat did I?
Everyone ended up on the boat, after lifelines were thrown and staff swam out to rescue others who couldn’t make it back …
So the rain stops and the water calms down, we get closer to the reef and they say that they are going to drop us closer and we, being of somewhat sound mind, jump back in and give it another go … yea …
After swimming for about 10 min, we caught up to the boat again because the drift was just that bad … I grab the Wife and we get pulled back to the boat and get the heck out of the water!
I try not to toot my own horn to often, but I can swim.
I was a lifeguard when I was younger and over the years of growing up in Florida have learned how to swim in the ocean … then being overweight I am very buoyant … still this was insanity people!
We got out, and I then literally pulled another guy in because the staff was, again, off rescuing people.
Some of the other people who came in about the same time we found out were Triathlons and they couldn’t make it.
One lady, who was 70 and looked like late 50’s I might add, said she had been to every reef and every continent snorkeling and had never been in water that bad … snorkeling in Antarctica … I’m game but I want thermal underpants under my wetsuit … inside a diving bell … possibly while still inside a sub … yea that might be warm enough?
So we finish up this adventure and saw … sea grass …
On to the beach break portion!!!
… Yea well, it got cut short because it took so long to get everyone back into the boat.
We get to the beach though and it is cute enough and the wife goes out into the water and a bolt of lighting hit a little to close and the sound alone let us know to stay the heck out of the water.
Needless to say we ate and got back on the boat about 30 min latter … after no more lightning I might add and the wife not getting to visit a pretty beach …
That was our adventure … we are back and we will heal over time.
BTW - I am blaming my Mother and Step father for ditching out on the family cruise and making us go on this one instead … no, no I don’t want to hear about how we could have stayed with the other trip and gone with the rest of the family … I need someone to blame and you all win!
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WHAT? It's OUR fault the universe conspired against you? Ok, maybe not the entire universe but certainly the weather gods. Nope, not us. We were home wishing we were on a boat . . . ANY boat . . . but we did not make sacrifices to the gods to assure you would have a lousy trip . . . okay, maybe sobbing over that bag of potato chips could count as a sacrifice . . . but that was just a puny, little attempt, on our part and nothing major! Still . . . if that's what a bag of bar-b-que potato chips can do, I'd watch it, if I were you because I have REAL potatoes, over here. I'm just saying . . .
You act like that's a bad vacation. Beats the heck outta seeing the eastern seaboard backwards in a station wagon with Dad beating us in the heads every time he thought our feet were anywhere near his back, dude.
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