Golly, folks, it sure is hard to get back into the swing of things after a little tropical vacation. Cancun was wonderful - margaritas delivered to me on a picture-postcard-beautiful beach. Ahhhhh...
So, here's the short version: I visited Chichen Itza, which was awesome (is there a word for awesomer than awesome?).
And just in case you think I'm fibbing about actually being there, here's the selfie:
We stopped off at a cenote, where I noped right out of jumping off a ledge (high or low ledge, doesn't matter) into deep water that's in a deep hole in the ground.
See those itty bitty figures at the bottom of my photo? Yeah, those are people. They haven't even hit the water yet and I'm terrified for them. See the little things that look like bugs in the foliage here:
Those are people wayyyyyy down in the hole. Nope, nope and nope. I hung out at the tequila shop. Much more my speed.
We spent some time goofing around:
Those are people wayyyyyy down in the hole. Nope, nope and nope. I hung out at the tequila shop. Much more my speed.
We spent some time goofing around:
I got to pet a sting ray.
Spent a disproportionate amount of time looking for sugar skulls and skull related things (did you miss this post?).
Spent more time at the pool, looking out at the ocean:
And than had to come home, where I found this had happened in my absence:
Dang it. I just hate it when season sneak up on me. I wasn't ready (and I'm saying that in my best whiny voice). And making me transition from beach directly into Autumn, well that's just cruel and unusual punishment. Over and out.
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