Oh boy, I can’t tell you how much I wish we were still in Mexico. Partly because I’m sick and so being anywhere but in bed seems more exciting. And partially because we love Mexico (I know ‘duh drea, you tell us all the time‘). A lot of Mexico is like here though– I mean, as far as flora, fauna, weather, etc.— which I realize and I appreciate, but unfortunately not so much the people and culture. But I don’t know, I’m in a weird place, like I said. Sort of an inner battle of whats next. Alex and I have talked and talked and it seems like we’re making a plan. Well, two plans, I guess you could say. Plan A and a backup plan (B)— but even if plan A works, we’ll do plan B eventually. Does that make sense? Or am I being to confusing? Anyway, in the meantime, lets forget my confusing and feverish talk and look through some of the prettiest and my most favorite moments from last week <3But for real, picture overload, but they all make me SO HAPPY.
Alex found love too! One of the coolest things I forgot to mention is Sandos Caracol’s souvenir shops are all owned by local town people. They hold a booth just as they would at a farmers market! Clothes, wooden decor, jewelry, dolls, etc etc. Not food though– but Alex was super lucky and got to have a homemade tamale brought by this sweet woman. He was in heaven!
This night was SO much fun! This is the night I was talking about the other day! Dancing, music, the best food ever, tequila— and then a group of us (drunk) face-timing my mom so she could translate our wishes for us! I could translate word for word, but the weird meaning behind the quotes? I was lost. Spanish mom to the rescue.
I accidentally went to the dessert table first— it was dark– I didn’t know! So I had all sorts of sweet gourds and fruits in syrup. nom. And maybe it’s a chef thing– but Alex sticks his face uncomfortably close to mine and his food to smell it.
our sweat lodge! SO! As I hoped and talked about— I did get over a few fears on this trip— I didn’t make it into the ocean– but only because we never really spent anytime at the beach– just a few moments in the evenings when it was too cold for me (I’m a tropical girl). But I did do a sweat lodge which is basically a super dark steam room— I’m scared of steam rooms and the dark (and everything in life apparently). At the end of the Mayan sweat lodge ceremony you cleanse yourself in a cenote— which I did! And shivered like a crazy person (so cold!), but I did it! Do I get a cookie? Let me know if you guys want me to chat more about the mayan sweat lodge ritual– I totally can, I do plan to talk about the Mayan massage I got too— at some point later next week!
My first attempt at a cenote! I would have gone in, but it was much too cold. I made it to maybe my thighs or so. I only went in the second one (completely, head under 4 times) because it was part of the ceremony— otherwise I would have probably chickened out just because it was so cold!