Sunday, December 25, 2016

Merry Christmas!

We're enjoying Christmas in the Northwest this year, but wherever you are, beach, mountains, or plains, we want to wish all of you a Merry Christmas!  We actually saw some white stuff yesterday and it wasn't sand!

Happy Holidays 2016!

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Some Beach, Somewhere . . . .

No words needed today.  Just some beach shots from Isla Mujeres in December!

Saturday, December 17, 2016

Day is Done, Gone the Sun.

Today I'm posting some of the December sunsets from my recent Isla trip.  Where I photographed them depended on how far I made it on my mad dash to the other side of the island on foot or by taxi.  It's harder for me to catch a sunset this time of year since it's a little earlier!

This is my favorite sunset of the trip taken through the Isla Mujeres fish arches.  (At least that's what I call them!)

Sun worshippers linger on the Posada del Mar beach while the beach guys gather loungers and sombrillas. 

We walked into town this evening.  We made it to the beach across from the Navy base right as the sun was setting.

Serendipity!  I just happened to catch this couple in the foreground waiting for the sun to drop.

Another night we were craving Barlito's smoked buffalo wings with blue cheese dip.  Happy Hour at Barlito was wonderful with the smoked wings and grouper fish and chips. The sunset at Marina Paraiso was gratis!
Going . . . going . . . .
Day is done, gone the sun.

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

I Miss the Village!

The struggle is real.  I'm missing the village.

I miss the convenience of walking into town, plunking down in a chair overlooking the street at Mogagua, and ordering my 60 peso fruit plate with yogurt and granola for breakfast. 

Afterwards I stroll around El Centro.
Matamoras always seems to be festooned with street banners.  Locals must have a lot of fiestas on this street! 

Evidently I'm not alone in my love of people watching.  These giraffes stand on the curb everyday watching humans pass by.

A lone chair waits on the sidewalk on Juarez.  I imagine someone else watches the village pass by from that perch.

I photographed this woman strolling down Hidalgo decked out in local finery on one of my morning walks.

December's a special time of year on the island with Catholic confirmations and first communions for boys and girls.  This pretty young girl and family were walking down Hidalgo after a ceremony at the church.

It's always fun to spot Senor Queso Oaxaca walking the streets selling his cheese.

On this November morning walk, I noticed a mural painter with a work in progress.

Another morning I heard laughter above me and looked up to see men building a palapa.

Sometimes we're joined by furry friends on our morning walks.

Mary, from her position atop the church in the zocalo, occupies the ultimate people-watching perch.  I guess I'm in good company with my daily habit!

Sunday, December 11, 2016

Luna Turquesa -- Our Heaven Away from Home

It's been soooo long since I posted on this blog -- I forgot my password.  I was recently on the island and reminded a few times that some people actually did read this blog!  That gave me a little motivation to continue.

I'm headed into a very busy time, but I'd love to post some photos from my month on Isla Mujeres in November/December.

Once again, we stayed at our favorite location on the island -- Casa Luna Turquesa.  This casa gets better and better with each year.  The inside's beautiful and well-maintained, and the location and views are spectacular!

We wake up most mornings from our oceanfront perch in the upper studio to a beautiful sunrise!

Beam me up!

This one seems biblical!

It's all about the rays!

And beautiful ribbons of orange and yellow in the sky!
As the day progresses, the beach and sea evolve into a pastel landscape.  Almost Monet-esque!
Most days, I take a mid-afternoon stroll at the shoreline to add to my display of sea treasures.  That's a washed up perfume bottle in the middle filled with tiny tidbits of seaglass.
Evening approaches and the coastline becomes even more spectacular.  The view extends all the way to the northern tip of the island.  That pink building in the distance is the Mia Reef!
For those not familiar with the island, the house sits towards the southern end of an area referred to as the airport strip, easily walkable to town and direct oceanfront.  The airport referred to in the location is a small former seldom-used Navy airstrip.  When a helicopter or small plane lands, it's an event.  The strip is an area of beautiful oceanfront homes beginning at the southern end of the Navy base on the eastern side of the island.
Sometimes I hesitate to post about my little slice of heaven, but I hate being selfish.  The listing can be found on VRBO, and can also be rented through Isla Beckons.  Those two links contain professional photos of the casa and rental information.
I also want to mention Lynda Lock's new adventure novel set on Isla Mujeres, Treasure Isla!  It's available at that link as a download!    It's a great fun beach read.  For those who vacation or live on the island, you will love it!  Lynda weaves a lot of Isla Mujeres history and facts into the mystery adventure, and my little friend Sparky with his acute sniffer has a leading role in this novel!  Lynda's blog Notes from Paradise is also listed on the sidebar here.
I'm back, but soon off to the Pacific Northwest for Christmas!  Hopefully I can wedge in some quick posts of new Isla photos while I travel!
Feliz Navidad to everyone!

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Saturday Morning Beachcombing

Be sure to include beachcombing on your 'to do' list for Holbox.   Each morning, we'd pick a direction and start wandering. 

At low tide, you can walk around this point.  On our way back to town, we followed a path through the property on top the rocks. 

This cottage colony appears to be surrendering to the sea. 

Some beach areas consist of mounds of tiny little shells that crunch under your feet at the tide line.  In other zones the sand is smooth.  We saw lots of starfish at the shoreline, and I picked up some large cockles in one area.

The irony of the A La Playa sign is the waves appear to be lapping the foundation at high tide.

Another structure (a bano) eroded by the tide.
Nets left at the shoreline.  
Fishermen pulling in their nets.
Beach hieroglyphics?
Turnaround point.  The end!

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Our Way to Holbox

I've noticed a lot of questions online about getting to Holbox.   Let me just start by saying we're impatient about getting to our destination. 

After a friend's experience of waiting hours for a second class bus to Chiquila at the downtown bus station in Cancun, then boarding the return bus from Chiquila and finding it was standing room only, we nixed that option.  We also didn't want to hassle with a rental car.  I thought about trying to find a reasonably priced shuttle to pick us up at the Ultramar ferry dock, but most of the companies mentioned on Trip Adviser (except for some shared shuttles from the Cancun airport to Holbox) seemed pricey! 

I'd also seen the Facebook advertisements for a boat to Holbox from Isla Mujeres, but we had prepaid reservations on the island for a set date and boat travel is dependent on the weather.  The boat option was also more than we wanted to spend and I'm prone to motion sickness.

Before I even got serious about the transportation search, I got lucky.  Pedro Venegas popped up one day on a Facebook internet page offering taxi rides to Chiquila (where you catch the Holbox ferry).  Yes!  After a few PM's, we were all set for a roundtrip.  The advantage of booking a cab in advance is knowing a little bit about the driver and also making sure the cab is in good condition so it doesn't break down on a longer ride.     
That's Pedro's cab in the photo above.  It's spotless inside and out and runs like a top!
When the day for our Holbox trip arrived, we boarded the Ultramar ferry for the ride from Isla Mujeres to the mainland.  We were up for a new adventure!  We met Pedro across the street from the Gran Puerto dock and were soon on our way.
If you're visiting Isla and interested in a cab to Chiquila/Holbox instead of bus or van, the easiest way to contact him is to PM him on this Facebook page.   The fare was $180 roundtrip for both of us, so more than a bus, but much less than the rates I've seen quoted on private shuttles.  That's also much less than the rate you'll be quoted at the taxi stand across the street from the Ultramar.  Pedro's a great guy and his English is good.  We chatted the entire way to and from and garnered lots of interesting info about the Yucatan and life in Mexico.
This map shows the rather convoluted route to Chiquila.  Pedro stopped several times along the way so we could get something to drink and stretch our legs.  In Kantunil Kin, a small town with Yucatan style architecture and dress, we walked around and snapped a few photos. 

The town was hoppin' this day with a market on the square! 

Several stands sold fruits and vegetables.

We weren't hungry enough to try the carnitas, but the food smelled amazing!

In Kantunil Kin, we saw more of these motorcycle trikes being used as taxis than cars.  In fact, I didn't see any regular cabs!  I love this concept!

Some taxi trikes used manpower!

Soon we arrived at the ferry in Chiquila.  We were 45 minutes away from the next Holbox ferry, so Pedro quickly started talking to captains of small boats in Spanish at the dock next door. We could leave immediately with two other people for a small amount more than the ferry would charge. 
A young couple from London on a daytrip from Cancun really wanted to take that option since it was already 1:15 p.m. and their time left for touring Holbox was waning.  The four of us hopped into the boat after the captain assured us the trip would not be rough and our luggage would not get wet.  He said the laguna was calm.  LOL 
These people were leaving at about the same time in a similar boat.
Soon we were on our way!  The young couple from London told us their tale of woe.  They'd been stopped in their rental car for a mordida on the way to Chiquila.  I quickly did the math and the mordida was equivalent to our one-way cab fare.  They were dreading the trip back and wondering if the same guy would tag them again.  The crossing seemed fairly quick (faster than the ferry). Craig and I had a good laugh because the captain's calm laguna claim felt more like a small craft warning day to me.  I focused on the horizon and didn't feed the fish. 
We arrived and walked directly over to a waiting golfcart taxi for the 30 peso bumpy road trip to our hotel.

Ta daaa!  Less than three hours after leaving the ferry dock, I was chillin' on the balcony sitting in a hammock!
After six relaxing nights, we were ready for the journey back.  Pedro had agreed to pick us up in Chiquila for the ride back to the Ultramar Gran Puerto ferry dock.
This is the ferry boat leaving Isla Holbox.  Accurate ferry schedules are weirdly difficult to obtain, even when the hotel clerk calls the dock that day.  The front desk was told the ferries were only running on the hour the day we left.  We arrived at the Holbox dock around 10:35 and thought we'd have a 25 minute wait.  The taxi driver told us to buy our tickets quickly as the next ferry was leaving immediately.  I saw two ticket booths, so I suspect there may be two different ferry operations?  I've been there, done that, and I still can't give you the scoop!
Whatever path you choose to take, vaya con Dios!  Todo bien!
P.S.  The water is battleship green during the crossing, but on the beach side of Holbox, it's a beautiful pale blue with a hint of green.