Tuesday January 3rd
Our last full day….I can’t
believe the time has gone so quickly.
The plan for today was
to get up early, go to the Tulum Ruins in the morning, and then hang around
the beach in the afternoon.....and follow that up with our “normal”
routine....Happy Hour from 5pm to
6:30pm, Dinner at 7pm (tonight
our dinner is in the Marimba a la carte restaurant). Marimba is a steak house – Yeah!. Go to the show at
9....and after the show, Heather
and I head to the lounge for a nightcap…and the kid’s continue to the disco
The reality…..we got
up fairly early……and went to the beach for the whole day!
In our defence it was
REALLY hot and sunny today….plus we had awesome waves for the first time all
week. In fact, in the morning they had the red flag out as the current and
undertow were quite strong.
We were still able to go into the ocean and
had an absolute blast (I did make sure that I had either Jordyn or Chad with me
at arm’s length in case I needed them to tow me to shore). We had tons of fun
and were in an out of the waves all day!
Heather was content to read her book and sit in the sun…..but as a result, we never
did get to Tulum (oh well, gives us an excuse to come back to Mexico another
time?)
I do have to say that
today I EASILY had one of the more embarrassing moments of the week (as a rule
our family generally has more than a few on our trips). In this particular case, one of the waves got me pretty good (as the surfer's say, I got caught in the washing machine!). Anyway,
the wave rolled me over a few times and I ended up with my shorts full of sand....and let me tell you, having sand EVERYWHERE is no absolutely no fun.
I tried to clean up at the beach with little success, and ended up having to walk bow-legged back to the room to shower
in order to try and get all the sand out of my “gear”.
I was distracted because it was scraping
and kind of hurt….and ended up inadvertently stopping at the wrong floor. All week we had problems with keeping track of our cards, sometimes I had the key to our door, sometimes to the kids door, sometimes they demagnetised and we had to go get them reset. In this case, I was
trying my key in my door, and then the kid's door. It was not working, but there was a really nice maid there.....who used her key and let me into the room.
I took my shorts off, put my sunglasses on the table and got into the bathroom to begin showering….at this point, I started noticing that some of the stuff in the room did not look like "our stuff". It slowly dawned on me that I was in the wrong frikken room!!!!!!
I quickly ran back to
the bedroom, put my bathing suit back on, and scrambled out of the room. I was safe and started chuckling to myself thinking that if the owner's of the room had come in while I was marching around their room naked, it might have made for an interesting conversation with the police! However, thankfully no one saw
me, so I thought "no harm, no foul".
Except……in my panic to get dressed and get
out the room, I left my stupid Rayban sunglasses on their dresser. I note that this is quite
likely the first time in history that someone has broken into a hotel room, and
not only not taken anything, but
actually left the occupants a nice set of sunglasses?
This (sadly) meant that this was no longer going to be my "little secret" because I would now have to tell Heather/Jordyn/Chad what happened (.....there was no way I was going to be able to knock on their door and try and explain what happened?). I also knew that Heather would be more than happy to tell the women what her dumb husband had done (after all, she has quite a bit of previous experience in these types of situations)
So after we left the beach, Heather knocked on their
door, ready to explain that she had an idiot for a husband, and that we wanted
to get back my raybans! Heather knocked on their
door (and of course the lady was in the shower). So she said/actually kind of
yelled (and I quote) “I need to talk to you”. Jordyn and I hid around the
corner, but I have to say, it sounded kind of official…sort of like Heather was
the Mexican Policia or something and needed to interrogate the people in the
room!
Anyway, the lady said no there were not any sunglasses in her room. This
means that the potential robbery victim has now become the criminal! (……unless
I find my sunglasses somewhere else, which is possible given that I was a bit
rattled due to the whole “tramatic event”.)
On a totally different note, I should also say that
Chad’s Toronto friends also left last night, and he was a bit
bummed out. But somewhere between last night and noon today he found
another new set of friends…..and as a result, we hardly saw him all day.