Best of Tulum

It is April 26th and we awoke this morning to snowfall. I miss springtime in Florida. Especially the azaleas blooming in the backyard, the crape myrtle's heavy branches weighed down from new blossoms, the film of pollen on the pool surface, and the warmth of waking up with the windows open. But, for now I resign to reflect on our last day in Tulum.

Even though the ending of our honeymoon was more eventful than the beginning, I would trade a boring cold spring day in Pocatello for a warm frustrating day in Mexico.

We started our "Best of Tulum" day with breakfast at our favorite Italian restaurant.

Drinking oversized cappuccinos as we watch a morning shower work its way across the beach

Enjoying delicious homemade bread with a ripe tomato omelette

And returning to our hotel half an hour later to realize the money we had hidden to pay for the hotel was no longer where we hid it. It was unfortunate morning, as we spent our last day of our honeymoon filling out police reports, waiting in our room for the situation to be resolved, and being a part of someone losing their job. We made the best of it by staying close to the phone and taking dips in our private pool (not a bad place to be stuck). And by early afternoon, the situation had been resolved.

It was a sunny and windy last day

After the incident that morning, we continued our "Best of.." tour with a visit to Mateo's where we enjoyed mango mojitos and fish tacos

the wind did not let up the week we were there, but it did not stop us from using our Wal Mart snorkeling gear

And to complete our "Best Of Tulum" tour, we ended with a delicious meal of lamb (cooked three ways) at Hartwood.

The next morning we woke up in time to enjoy the beach for a few more hours and head to Cancun to catch our plane. But how could we leave Mexico without one more reminder of The Grand Mayan? We stopped in Wal Mart to make a quick return and as we were leaving, the manager said, "Are you interested in a complimentary brunch and checking out a new hotel called the Grand.." My glare must have stopped him before he could finish his sentence. I politely said "we have already 'enjoyed' that brunch, thank you" and rushed to the car.

And with that said, we were relieved to return our car rental safely and fly home.

(little did we know we were returning to Salt Lake with a car that had an oil leak... We pretended not to notice and proceeded to drive 2 hours in a snowstorm back to Pokey)

The End