Friday was our chance to catch our breath in Cancun. After a day of driving to the Orlando airport, flying to Mexico, landing in Cancun, going through customs, checking into the hotel, dinner at the Mexican Hooters, and the Walmart Trip of DOOM – we needed a break.
Our first stop in the morning? Starbucks. I was happy to find that my Starbucks Gold Card worked outside the U.S. when Shannon and I enjoyed some Frappacino goodness. Afterwards we started roaming around to the local tourist booths looking for information regarding tours of Chichén Itzá. We very quickly learned that Cancun, Mexico has taken a page from Orlando, Florida… and almost EVERY place we stopped tried to sell us cheap tickets for a ninety minute tour of a timeshare. Finally, though, we found a tour that not only offered to let us just pay a ticket and take a tour without and sales pitch involved; they also offered a federally licensed tour guide who did the entire tour in English. (I’ll let you know how it went in a few days.)
After that: THE BEACH. Shannon and I live near the ocean and love spending time at the beach. The bluest waters we had ever laid eyes on have been in Key West until that morning. Cancun beach waters win hands down. The water there is that crystal clear blue you only see on postcards and pre-installed Windows wallpapers. Shannon, Angie and I went down and relaxed for an hour floating in the water and soaking up some rays. In a word: AWESOME.
Afterwards, we trekked around the resort looking for lunch. Before getting to Mexico, all of us going discussed the things we all felt were “must dos” while there. Me? I wanted to get Mexican food in Mexico. Tacos without the bells.
Down the street we found a place called the Taco Factory. Now, don’t let the name fool you – because Scott, Shannon, Troy and I will give sworn testimony that the steak tacos we had there that day were, without a doubt, the greatest in the universe. Period. I’m talking culinary euphoria beyond description. PURE-STEAK-TACO-WIN. It wasn’t just the steak, though. The salsa they served with it was the freshest I’ve ever had. Throw in some Dos Equis (which we did) and you have the ideal Mexican meal for a warm summer afternoon.
So after a morning at the beach and bellies full of tacos, Shannon and I took a seista for the afternoon in the cool air conditioning.
We woke up later and, with more of our friends in tow this time, we went back to the beach. Sunset swimming is an experience everyone should enjoy at least once before they die. I’ve done it more times than I can count, but it’s never been as awesome as this photo:
After some fantastic time with friends floating around at sunset we made our way back to our rooms to shower, change and go to dinner. The restaurant of choice for the evening was Carlos & Charlie’s.
There’s not much I am allowed to say about what all went down at Carlos & Charlie’s. We all made a promise to each other; vow of silence sort of thing. Blood oath and blah blah blah. I can, though, point you to this blog post and this photo… and probably this photo. The rest will go with all of us to our graves… BUT, if you ever go to Cancun: GO TO CARLOS & CHARLIE’S.