Unfortunately, I've fallen behind on my blogging duties. But it's not my fault. The internet connection at the resort is a tad flakier than the one provided by the IT staff at Nu Nu & Nu, LLP. And while threats of my termination and a new "cod oil" status are being thrown around, I continue unphased.
We awoke to a beautiful morning. Admittedly I'm liking the schedule here: waking up and checking the surf beats waking up and checking Outlook any day. (At least the waves are supposed to crash.) Anyhow, I forced myself overboard, and we soon encountered a few angel fish. Two in particular stood out, since they were engaged in some sort of shenanigans.
During our surface interval, we stopped off at a secluded stretch of beach. Too bad it wasn't secluded to the biting insects. Or litter! At least is was themed "beach" trash. I won't bore everyone with a bunch of photos of fish.
I should mention that there is more than just diving (the tourism board requested that I make this sufficiently clear). NN was kind enough to loan me the firm yacht for my vacation, and I had to seize the opportunity to do some sailing. With the wind in my hair, I felt free. Good thing the wind was calm, or we might have ended up in Cuba. (Castro's not dead yet, is he? News doesn't really reach me here.)
After all of that boating it was time to head to town for provisions. We headed to Chedraui, which is a little like a Wal*Mart, except that the employees and customers were pleasant. Food in hand we explored town a bit. For some reason the street lights are purple. We visited the shopping mall (Punta Langosta), which is (shockingly) attached to the cruise terminal. Though they offered an escalator, for obvious reasons I opted for the stairs.
Tomorrow we plan to dive in a cenote on the mainland. Now that is something I'm looking forward to.
Backyard petting zoo, Cozumel style
No petting zoo would be complete without some feral cats, right? Actually, I'm sure those cute little things earn their keep, making sure that the resort is mouse-free. And what about that little insurance salesman? They are around here everywhere at night. On the walls, on the ceilings--amazing little acrobats. And doing their part to keep me free of mosquito bites.
Of course, no aquarium is complete without one of these.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Water World, part four
by Cl. Panic, guest blogger of wetness
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The pastel purple street lights are meant to tantalize your senses and remind you that you're on a carefree "working vacation."
Ah, I see.
So far it was just reminding me that I was in Mexico.
That's a cool shot of the diver framed by the underwater cave or whatnot.
I'm not bored with the fish yet. Who cares about the purple street lamps? Um, okay, I kinda care (I'm big enough to admit it) but I care about the fish, too. And, I'm glad you didn't take the firm yacht to Cuba. Part of the reason why we have sometimes have spotty Internet service at Nu, Nu & Nu LLP is because there's a lot of upkeep for that yacht!
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