The Turning point in Tulum
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Our last day in Playa we arranged a trip to the cenote´s nearby (freshwater caves). The whole area has a lot of limestone, which has collapsed and eroded over the years creating vast underground cave systems which have been flooded with freshwater. Sam, Raf & I were to dive, and Dennis, Nick & Mick were to snorkel (Poor Beck fell ill). It was an incredible dive... one of the best. the water is unbelievably clear. It didn´t even seem like you underwater, but you were occasionally reminded when you´re crappy hire mask fogged up or leaked. Underground we found ourselves in complete darkness finning through vast caverns with perfectly formed stalactites & mites, only illuminated by your torch. unbelievable.
After such a high we headed back into town and said goodbye´s to our new friend Dennis and headed for Tulum via the local bus service (standing up, BUT airconditioned muy bien).
So we arrived in tulum mid afternoon... first impressions not so great. Hot and humid... to the point where it turns you off a place. After a few fiasco´s finding accomodation (heat was forcing us to approach tolerance levels and become emotional). We managed to find a nice (but a little pricey) place to say with AC (¡ es importante!).
A far cry below playa in your face atmosphere, but regardless, Tulum has a toned down version of the common Yucatan theme of knowing that their home is a beautiful place where people will visit regardless of thier slightly arrogant attitude towards travelers.
We did enjoy an afternoon of snorkelling, which to be honest, wasn´t much chop (and makes you appreciate what you have at home), but it was worth it just to get on the water. We did split our posse and said our sad goodbye´s to our aussie friends, who we enjoyed such highs and lows with and checked into the ´go-to´hostel in town, making us realise how much we were spoilt over the last few weeks.
anyway, Tulum is a nice place. cars do occasionally stop in the middle of the main street when crossing, a pleasant gesture that we don´t even have at home. The beaches are amazing and everyone must see this place at least once.
But we´re ready to move on... tomorrow we try and head to Belize city with intentions of getting to Guatamala.... first (albeit tame) border crossing!
I´d also like to take this oppurtunity to insert a disclaimer: I dont proof read any of this, and usually write in a frenzy at an internet cafe so excuse any spelling grammar or mixup of words!