Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Playa del Carmen

The way from Puerto Morelos to Playa del Carmen (or simply Playa among locals) is the same old highway, with the same old resorts on the left and golf courses and fancy estates on the right. We experienced the most amazing thing about Playa the minute we entered it: a roast chicken, chorizo, onion, tomato and chimichurri sandwich from the Italian dude at La Rosteria. Heaven on a plate.

After some deliberation about the clouds, we decide to spend two nights in Playa, and we have fun with all the hype, fountains, break-dancers and the people dressed in elaborate Mayan shaman costumes. We watch a turtle being hatched from the hands of a glass blower, so delicate and fine and I again wistfully state that one day I am going to make my own magnificent glass pieces. We find out that the cheapest beer in town is right next to our camp site (La Ruina) and we end the night sampling some of the local brews and watching Jurassic Park III with the barman. Wow.... the 90s....


Post a Comment