Thursday Evening, the Tyler and the Sylva (having recovered from Wednesday’s pina colada-fueled hangover) take a four mile stroll to Ciudad Cancun. The destinaton: Sedillas de Jalisco, for delectable sedillas (aka quesadillas) stuffed with melted cheese and picadillo or pollo. Muy sabroso!
On the way, we ran into some street art, and a public beach…
Yesterday, the whole crew (Tyler, myself, Tyler’s mom Judy and step-dad Ed) piled in the Nissan March and headed south. About forty minutes south, our destination: Puerto Morelos. Although it’s become more touristy and a bit more caro (expensive) over the years, it still retains its abundance of sun, laid back vibe, easily attainable snorkeling and tasty local fare.
Yesterday (Saturday) was unseasonably cool and cloudy — we’re talking low 70s here people, but windy — so we skipped the beach. Instead, we did yoga, shuffled Ed and Judy from one resort to another and hit up a Mayan museum and archaeological site. In the evening, we hopped aboard the public bus and headed to Aquatours for a “romantic lobster cruise.” Who knew lobsters could be so romantic?
In all seriousness, Ed and Judy hadn’t been so happy with their last room, and when they brought it up to the resort, the resort said okay, we have these romantic lobsters…
In the end, all four of us got to ride around in the Nichupte Lagoon at sunset on a wooden boat strung with lights, listening to live saxophone music, munching on grilled lobster and enjoying an open bar.
And today, Tyler and I are also heading further south to a remote, quiet fishing village called Punta Allen for the next two days. But that’s all next time, so stay tuned…
Hasta la proxima!
Live From Suckville Presents: The Sylva Lining 
Never been to the Cancun area. Maybe someday . . .