Where do I begin. Where do I even friggin begin. I’ve been avoiding this post because it’s just so difficult to convey the magic of an experience in writing. For me at least. But I’ll give it a shot, so here goes. As explained before, I’ve always fantasized about swimming with whale sharks and manta … Continue reading Isla Mujeres, Mexico: Swimming with Giants Part Uno
It was the final summer weekend for the locals before they return to work and school, so the island was extremely busy. Surprisingly, we didn’t see as many Americans as we expected. Not disappointing, just surprising. There are two main streets on the island in the Playa Norte (north beach) area that are lined with … Continue reading Isla Mujeres, Mexico: Ignorant Observations
It’s been over a decade since I have traveled to a country whose native language is not some form of English. So this would be an interesting experiment to test both my language skills and my patience. It’s one thing to visit another country, but it takes it to a whole new level when you … Continue reading Isla Mujeres, Mexico: Comin’ in hot.
Guilty. <waiving hand in air> I’m guilty of it. I’m guilty of thinking (saying) “that’s a dream of mine!” but yet have no plan and take no action towards physically making that dream come true. Until now. As a young girl, I was enamored by all things underwater. I dreamt of being a dolphin trainer … Continue reading Isla Mujeres, Mexico: Swimming With Giants