Early December 2005, post-Wilma, was my absolute favorite trip to Isla Mujeres. The streets were washed clean, the buildings repainted, and the tourists were sparse. It was almost like being in a time warp. No daytripper boats, very few people on the beaches, and just quiet! I'm sure the quietest I'll ever experience the island. And the people were so happy to greet returning tourists. Here are a few of my favorite afternoon scenes from that trip!