We stayed at Holbox Hostel Ida y Vuelta. A hostel that offered private rooms too. At first I didn't think I was wanting the "hostel" experience of meeting lots of people, etc. but quickly I realized there were amazing people I couldn't help but fall in love with. Before we knew it, over lunch in la cocina with Diana and Steven (2 Dutch 30-somethings) we got to talking about the environment and politics and global culture and spirituality and living simple and we just clicked. They finished up their work for the day and we took a bucket of beers to the beach, watched the sunset, the power outage, the pelicans, listened to a variety of world music, and talked more about life and dreams. We went for tacos and found a local party in the square celebrating one of the saints. I learned about the drink "Palomita" or Paloma, tequila with Fresca (grapefruit) soda and we danced to crazy music. Walked home happy and tired.
Another highlight, the cast of friends quickly grew wide: Esli and Alan (2 young Mexican brothers), Julie and Pol (couple, she french, him spanish), Elena and Jeremy (her Mexican, him French), Yentz and Mahali (quiet and cute German couple). Kogen and I arranged a rager of a party and they helped us celebrate our 2 year wedding anniversary. We grilled 6 pounds of beautiful pork, made guac and pico, got a huge stack of fresh tortillas and made bomb-ass tacos. We also had a bottle of tequila and a lot of beers. (I must sadly confess I pooped out way too early and missed so much fun!) Drinking games, dancing (yes there's a video) and a visit from a mapache (raccoon)! As an anniversary gift Diana and Steven arranged a boat trip for our group of 16. We fished (yes some Buddhists fish, I did quite well as a fisherwoman), took the boat to the mainland where we swam in a cenote (deep natural sinkhole resulting from the collapse of rock that exposes groundwater underneath) and while we swam, the boat captains made the best ceviche I have ever had (did you know that the fish in ceviche is not cooked but the lime juice that is used sorta "cooks" it?) One more teaching opportunity. Given that many people partied 'til the break of dawn, the open waters were a bit rough on the system and a few friends ended up a little green in the face. The lovely Diana suggested that getting into the water may help and it did!
|My little brother! The boy who used to|
say "I don't know how to smile!"
Onto Cancun the next day. I was sad to leave all my new adventuring friends. But I was on the way to see family. HUGE change of pace from quiet island to the hustle of "Hotel Zone" Cancun. We were to join up with the wedding festivities at Sandos Resort an all-inclusive package deal. We walked in and were immediately offered beverages and a red rose. Somehow we lucked out and we shared a suite with little brother Brian and his girlfriend Gabrielle. Slowly the party just gathered and grew at the pool (heated to bathwater temp). My cousin Jenny and her husband John soon joined us and the 6 of us were something of a Dito-force. Maybe out of excitement everyone got REALLY rowdy the first night. Voices got louder, discussions were prone to passion (go figure, politics and the environment had to come up), then moved from dinner to the dance floor. The energy was irresistible even to those who thought they were tired. At one point Brian and Vince traded shorts (in the bar) and they 'teen wolfed' beers, luckily they had the sense to do it outside. We finished the night ordering room service (4 cheeseburgers). This fun continued and we all overate and overdrank and figured "when in Cancun." The wedding on the beach was sweet and we danced until our feet carried us to bed.
We left the Mexican vacation for a return to the cool forest, early mornings and the sound of bells. "Weaving the ancient brocade," as they say in Zen. All these different strands of life and people and experiences, none of them better than the other, they just are what they are as they present themselves. What a delight.