Cozumel

Cozumel is sensationally colorful. And hot. And full of beaming Mexicans. I was instantly teleported back to my farm days and began smiling and waving at all of the shop keepers and waiters before realizing that they don't know me. Just hearing their voices made me picture Gilberto, flying down those dirt roads and tossing me a Gatorade. I just love Mexicans.

It sure was toasty here and the heat slowed everyone down. We lazily made our way ashore after breakfast and found that again the port was dressed up just for the tourists. There were tours available if you wanted to go deeper onto the island or to go see the Aztec ruins. While gawking at ruins of the Aztec variety is in fact on my Bucket List, we did neither of these things and instead walked around for about a half hour before climbing back aboard. We didn't need any of the available trinkets though I found myself truly considering a bag full of Mexican paraphernalia that was being pushed on me by a tall, skinny guy named Jorge.
"Oh lovely lady look! I have bag with everyting you need!" and he pulled out a straw hat, shot glasses, a blanket...all sorts of goodies. "You just tell them, me Jorge, help you." he said, pressing his fingers into his chest when he said his name. I loved Jorge but I talked myself out of buying his goodie bag. All the smiley Mexicans had goods for sale and I found myself entranced by the bright colors and geometric patterns covering everything you could possibly buy. I'm sure the whole island isn't set up like this little market but it sure was a charming place.

I'm a bit disappointed to inform you that I did in fact feel woozy here BUT it's better! Not so fainty and instead just weak and puke-ish. Isn't that exciting! I'm getting' better!! 

Mom also declared a state of lightheadedness thus we filed back to our rooms fairly quickly.

Not that it matters, but I got my story-telling out of order. I forgot to mention The Ultimate Deck Party that took place up around the pool on the second night or so. There was a great band from St. Lucia playing everyone's favorite dance hits and there were a few unlucky staff members who were forced to dance awkwardly by themselves until people got the nerve to join in. We stood above the pool deck party, looking down our noses at the mobs of dancing people and folks enjoying their night. It was most amusing and after sometime Mom could hold back no longer and broke into an Electric Slide all by herself, surrounded by other bashful party onlookers. We saw Peter here who had a bizarre dance move that consisted of standing on one leg and shaking the other one side to side with a pointed toe. Go ahead try it... pretty silly right? We were all in stitches and even noticed the people next to us were filming him on their phone.

We also found Boozin' Susan amid the crowd, who came floating is as if dancing alone in a victorian ballroom. She could hardly keep her balance and backed into the edge of the pool, teetering backwards, and being saved just in time by concerned onlookers. There was a collective gasp and "Oh Nooo!!" from everyone who could see her from their perches. She was polity escorted away from the pool and out of the party.

Some rough waters greeted us as we pulled out of Cozumel and the lot of us, minus Carolyn who had been taking Bonine everyday, began to feel a little seasick. We attended one more line dancing class, just for laughs, and then headed to bed. Worried I would get too seasick for my own good, I bought a box of "Bonine: Non-drowsey" and took just one tiny little pill before bed...