2024:
Cozumel and Playa del Carmen-Our amazing Caribbean trip, December
4-15.
Jane’s
younger sister and her husband Dennis were taking a Caribbean Sea
cruise ship departing New Orleans aboard the 4,000 passenger ship
Norwegian Getaway built in Papenburg, Germany. We went to meet
them in Cozumel.
Ironically
our friend Tilman Struemer had taken Jane and I to visit the ship
building yard nearly the same time the Norwegian Getaway was
under construction. Giant ships have been built there since the days
of sailing ships. Papenburg is a long way from the open sea. This was
a very impressive sight.
Back
to our Caribbean Sea trip: Jane booked us on an ADO bus luxury class
nonstop from Mérida to Playa del Carmen, a four hour ride to the
Caribbean coast. Jane booked a studio apartment for a week at the
Sofia Hotel; a great quiet location with a jungle view from our
private balcony. This was a new neighborhood in Playa for us, and our
favorite pizza place was next door. We loved it! The night sky was
bright with the first slice of a waxing moon closely accompanied by
the planet Venus. A week later at our apartment the moon was full.
Grisel
and her husband Juan arrived, and we celebrated with our favorite
pizza, Nino’s from next door.
Juan exhibited his culinary expertise
a few days later when he prepared Mexican huevos rancheros.
They were terrific, and we declared him an excellent chef!

The
Sofia had roof top swimming pool and lounging area with a Caribbean
Sea view and briny breeze. Perfect!
The
day we left Playa del Carmen to take the ferry to Cozumel. torrential
rain poured down with storm winds generating heavy seas.
The
hotel clerk called a taxi and the driver instantly appeared. The
driver was extremely helpful and got us as far as he could. It was a
seven block walk in the rain to get to the point of purchasing our
ticket, and then an equal distance to the ship. The ferry company was
extremely helpful and got me into a wheel chair pushed by a sprinting
fast moving young lady up to the distant boarding ramp. The ferry was
bucking and surging like a bronco against the stressed mooring lines.
The dock workers efficiently grabbed the wheelchair and in unison
deftly hoisted me onto the boarding ramp and then onto the jumping
and jiving vessel making the process a very memorable experience.
Even without my impairment that crossing would have been a challenge.
The
smiling and courteous crew of the Xcaret ferry boat were extremely
helpful in every way to these old sailors.
We
were early for the check in at our Airbnb apartment, and the host
recommended a waiting place at a nearby restaurant. We asked the
restaurant employees about our apartment, and none of them had ever
heard of it. One helpful waitress did a search on her phone and Jane
was connected to the host, Irwing. Irwing told her to step outside
and look. There he was just 20 meters away at the back door entrance.
The
restaurant had good food, but the noise level was too distracting to
enjoy it.
We
were happy to get to our quiet, bright, clean, and very convenient
apartment. We were ready for our afternoon siesta.
It
was still pouring down rain as we charged up our bodily batteries.
After our nap we listened to audio books and checked our emails.
Our
next order of business would to do fact finding in advance of the
arrival of Jane’s sister and her husband the next day. Our time
with them would be short, and we wanted it to be great.
It
was a seven block walk to the municipal market that we had loved on a
previous trip because of the excellent variety of Mexican food at
great prices and away from the tourist traps. This would be a stretch
of our endurance especially on the transit challenging sidewalks. The
rain has let up ,and we were on our way.
The
market was literally bustling, and I found a place to sit. Jane took
off fact finding as I watched a very noisy construction crew
assembling a stage for live music to enliven the holiday spirits. A
waitress impatiently asked for my order as Jane returned. Jane said
that the market had changed, and the noise level was totally
unacceptable.
It
would be plan B. She did some shopping, and we hailed a motor-taxi
for our ride back to our apartment.
Oh!
My god! The lady driver sped off on the opposite direction from our
apartment, and refused to listen to our protestations. Surely we were
being kidnapped! This happens in this Mexican state of Quintana Roo,
so we had good reason for concern. Finally, we were both screaming at
the driver to turn around as we planned our escape route. Our
protestations were finally acknowledged, and the dense driver did
finally turn around. We old timers don’t need this kind of
excitement!
After
a light lunch, and our siesta Jane went out fact finding. We were
three blocks from the waterfront.
Jane
is a great detective. She had found our rendezvous spot, several
resting places, and a great French café, Sucré Salé. Great news!
Rendezvous at Monument to the Reef in Cozumel.
The
next morning at our rendezvous spot there was smiling Joan and her
husband Dennis in a go-fast electric scooter. We took photos,
exchanged stories, and headed toward our lunch spot.
Sucré
Salé restaurant made us very happy. We got fully fed, has great
service, and exchange of stories.
It
had been fourteen year since our last get together, and we all felt
this trip was not going to be enough. Dennis said that this was the
best meal of their entire trip. Dennis picked up the tab that was not
at tourist place prices. Thank you, Dennis.
A
longtime friend of ours from Mérida was at a nearby table, and we
hailed Andy Xenios over for introductions. Andy is a well known
photographer/artist. His gallery in Cozumel was temporarily closed
for remodeling, but he had several pieces of his work with him. Joan
was amazed that we actually found an old friend this far from home.
Joan
had been keeping an eye open for local art work to purchase on their
vacation trip.
Andy
was there with a collection of his art work and Joan purchased
several. Dennis saw Joan’s enthusiasm and bought even more and made
arrangements to connect with Andy for the stories behind them.
Next
we walked to our studio apartment a block away for a libation, photos
,and confabulations. Joan was amazed at our apartment, its location
and the price. It was less than $40 a day. We got in on the last of
the off -season prices. Jane among her many attributes is a great
shopper!
We
stayed an extra day at off-season rates. We needed the rest.
Next, our trip home:
Another
windy day, but we were on our way.
Jane
went out for a taxi and a few minutes later returned with the man who
gave us a tricycle ride to meet Joan and Dennis. His name was
Santiago, he had been working on the ferry pier for twenty five
years, and he lived around the corner from our apartment. Jane is a
very lucky lady, and I am very lucky to have her.
Santiago
delivered us to the ticket counter, the luggage check-in, and the
ferry boarding ramp.
The
sky was dark and threatening but the seas hadn't started to build up
yet. Our trip was uneventful except we were placed in a handicapped
section with polar ice cap air conditioning. Our neighbor must have
been typhoid Mary and her overly active child was the same. We were
wearing our KN95 face masks and thought our chances of infection were
minimal. When you get sick in Mexico there are always a thousand
suspects.
Disembarking
the ferry in Playa del Carmen there was a tricycle driver looking for
customers. We asked if he could take us to a taxi, and he asked where
we were going, and I said; “To the ADO Alterna bus terminal.” He
said. “I can do that,” and we were on our spirited at a rapid
rate faster then a regular taxi.
What
an adventure it was as we arrived at the bus terminal under the
porte- cochére as the first rain drops came pounding down.
Jane
got our bus tickets, and the line was all the way out to the street.
Now the high tourist season was in affect as we paid.
Four
hours later we arrived in Mérida. We took the first and only taxi
and had to bargain the driver down so that we were only paying
double! However, the driver Ruben got us home in record time. We
entered our home sanctuary at 3:03pm.
It
felt like we had been gone for three months.
It
was another great adventure!
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