Mexico’s Cancun and Playa Del Carmen were the perfect places to induce a healthy appreciate and appetite for comida, agua and vida. We could not ask for more from the idyllic environment of powder soft sandy beaches, crystal blue waters and inexpensive, fresh eats.
I would definitely be back to transfer to PDC and ferry over to Cozumel for some scuba diving. I am not sure why, but whenever I think of PDC, I think of Colombian born Juanes‘s haunting tune La Camisa Negra.
I could not stop eating the fresh fish tacos every chance I could. I especially loved the tacos with a side of spicy green salsa and pico. The freshly grilled pieces of fish were tender and lightly seasoned. Beads of sweat ran down my forehead and would encourage intensive beverage consumption of Sol, a light beer.
While shopping for masks, marketplace businessmen would aggressively approach us and want to show us their wares. They kept offering special prices and would run lists of items they had in their stalls, jewelry, clothing, leather goods, even Viagra.
Children playing tag in the plaza area
Throughout the visit at Chichen Itza, adorable, but persistent tan children were selling their wares, water and souvenirs for a few dollars.
We stopped by several galleries in PDC and this piece with the food table and whimsical chairs we discovered at Galeria Corazon.