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David's jet lag kicked in again and, as usual, he was awake at 4am. It was a few hours before the rest of Playa Del Carmen woke up and opened their cafes for 'desayuno' - breakfast. We ate at a small Spanish comedor, a kind of a cafe, next to our hotel. David had been thinking of Huevos Rancheros since waking up 3 hours earlier and wasn't disappointed. The coffee was served with sugar & cinnamon - no idea if that's a Mexican or Spanish way of doing things but it was very nice all the same.
After breakfast we had a wander round the local part of the town to get our bearings and to get a better feel for the place. Let's be honest, a beach full of sun loungers and tourists is pretty much the same the world over - it's the local aspect of a place that makes the difference. We popped into the supermarket for a few essential bits and pieces (read beer & chips) and a nosey round to see what food was available and how it was sold. Seeing fresh meat sitting on a box of ice in the middle of the floor, loosely covered in cling film was an eye-opener!!
Arriving back in our room, we got a surprise...a baby had been left on the bed. Not a real baby, thankfully, but one made out of towels - clever stuff and not something we had ever seen before.
We had a lazy afternoon lounging round the pool and reading Lonely Planet to help figure out where we will be and what we will do over the next 9 months. In the the blink of an eye, the sky darkened ominously and the heavens opened. We fortunately only had a few steps to go back to our poolside room to watch the storm pass through.
Whilst the storm cleared the stickiness from the air, it did cause a problem for us, albeit out at sea. We were due to go snorkeling with sailfish the next day but it was now canceled. Given that the snorkeling takes place in offshore water that's about 400 metres deep, we were kind of OK with the port authorities decision to err on the side of safety. We would go to the relative safety of the inland cenotes instead.
After quickly meeting Aude to sort out the dive gear for the following day, we went looking for some dinner. It was made a whole load easier by looking at the map Aude gave us with a list of restaurants, cafes and comedores that had been personally sampled and recommended by her. La Cueva del Chango was the closest Mexican to our hotel so that was that... We started with some nachos and pico de gallo (fresh salsa) and finished off with fresh tuna and chicken fillets. Food was very tasty and the evening was still young, but due to our jet lag the bed was calling.
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