Our main form of recreation the last four or five days of our June Isla trip was riding in the golf cart. (Mainly because I was sick and didn't feel like walking anywhere or going to the beach.) Every afternoon, we'd take a spin out around the south end of the island. And sometimes Craig would find the brake pedal on the cart and I would snap a few photos. (He doesn't like to stop for pictures.)
The battle of the iguanas -- fake vs. real.
Proud Mayan warrior.
She's ever so tempting with those chi chi's, but please don't climb her.
Rules aren't really made to be broken because it's a steep fall over that wall.
Does this boat ever move? I can remember when this was a great spot to take photos. I should search back through my photos and do a yearly progression of the ruin.
The zip towers at Garrafon.
Look at that fancy umbrella! These kids were walking with mom in front of Guadalupana.
Guy with a furniture delivery enjoying the view at Garrafon.
The Caribbean Village at Punta Sur.
View through a hole in the hedge.
It gets harder every year to take a decent shot of the Shellhouse.
Man the guns! I think I've mentioned before we call this the turret house. I don't know why.
Cancun in the distance -- just where I like it!
My chauffeur!
