And I started crying and I couldn't eat my breakfast and as always as our time grows so short, I'm just a damn mess.
Still can't upload pictures here. I suppose when I get home I'll post a million of them.
I know you can't wait.
I keep thinking that reading these posts, people might think that Cozumel is perfect beyond all expectations but of course it isn't and I'd hate for anyone to come here just on my words only to find that it is not entirely Edenic. Let's see. What might people find annoying?
You have to put your toilet paper in a trash can.
That's right. You cannot flush it.
Well, you could but they sure don't want you to.
There is a lot of trash in places.
Just like Lloyd.
When the cruise ships are in port the areas near the docks and downtown are a freaking crowded mess. A bazillion tourists walking about day-drinking and heading towards the Starbucks and Victoria's Secret across from the port and every little and big shop trying to get their share of cruiser dollars. Of course, if you get off the streets that the cruise companies deem as "safe" it's not a problem.
The traffic is crazy. Every time you get on a scooter you are taking your life in your hands. That's just the way it is. And people do have accidents. Every day. However, no one forces you to rent a scooter and if you take taxis, the thrill is still there but the danger factor is lessened.
All right- here's a huge complaint I have- many places seem to have almost eliminated the peppers in the pico de gallo to make it more palatable to the gringo tastebud, I guess. This does truly suck.
And...well, you know- it's Mexico. Meaning that things can be pretty random. And different from where you live. Unless you live in Mexico. Blessedly, this does not bother me in the least. I cherish the differences and think that we would be smart to adopt some of them. But let me say that if you get bacon with your breakfast one day and don't the next, that is just the way it is. Eat your eggs and get on with it.
I've discussed endlessly the beautiful things about Cozumel and I am sure I do not know a tenth of them. The water, the sky, the laid-back atmosphere. But the best part for me is always the people. They are beautiful and exceptionally hard-working and friendly and kind and funny and creative and adaptive and they love their children and each other. It is not uncommon at all to see older couples strolling about holding hands. And never once, not ONCE, even when I was a young and pretty thing, have I ever felt the slightest vibe of inappropriate sexual behavior.
There is no denying the sensuality but it is so sweet.
I have no doubt that horrible things happen here. The Cozumelenos are human. There must be crimes of passion. There is alcoholism. There is poverty.
But I have never seen two local people arguing, much less fighting.
I have seen two instances of a man hitting a woman here- both time American tourists.
Well. Time to get on with this day. I am not sure what we're doing. A little shopping perhaps. Here is what I've bought to bring home so far: a few spices from the grocery store and two kitchen towels and a candle.
I may buy Maggie a dress because it is almost her birthday.
Or maybe not.
I am a terrible grandmother.
Anyway, I just wanted to give a more fair and balanced view of this place I love so much but since I do love it so much, I'm not even sure that's possible. But I've tried.