Mexico, Day Tres

On Tuesday, we woke up around 6:30 a.m. to get ready for our excursion. We had a big breakfast before we left at Cockotal. They served us with orange juice, coffee, any kind of fruit, every type of sweet bread, and any other breakfast food you can think of (bagels, waffles, pancakes, sausage, bacon, eggs). We were so happy to eat a big breakfast because we knew it was going to be a long day.

The bus arrived at the hotel lobby, where we got on. We were served refreshments and snacks on the two-hour trip to the ChinChin Itza, which the locals call "Chicken Pizza". We survived a long tour in the blazing hot sun, and it was well worth it. We got to take lots of pictures of the pyramids, and walk around the Mayan village.



Our tour guide, Beto, told us everything about the pyramid ruins that were left at ChinChin Itza. He also told us all about the Mayan culture and certain myths and beliefs. He also explained that the belief in America that "the Mayans predicted the world is going to end in 2012" is not true. He said the Mayans have cycles in their calendar, just like us (days, weeks, months, years, decades) and the end of a cycle does not mean the end of the world. Some Mayan children sang to us after the tour and picked up our water cups after they were done with their song.




After the tour, we ate lunch at a local restaurant in the Mayan village, and it was delicious.


We were given the opportunity to walk around and view the pyramids on our own after we had eaten, which we did. The village had a big market, where you could buy several different souvenirs.


We were not keeping the right time, so we completely missed the bus back and got left in the Mayan Village. We realized what had happened about an hour after we were supposed to be back on the bus, so we booked it to where the bus used to be. Whoops! Right when we got to the front of the village, we saw our other tour guide, Diego, and we have never been so happy to see someone in our lives!! Diego said, "I've been waiting on you", as we walked up to him. Diego explained that the rest of the group was snorkeling in a cave about 50 minutes from where we were, so our only hope of catching up with them was to take a cab. He told us, "cab is verrry expensive". We were scared out of our minds, being that we only brought $35 US with us because we were told not to bring much. We met up with the cab driver and we asked him how much it was going to be and he said, "300". Holy crapolla. I almost had a heart attack until Diego asked, "yes, but how much in US dollar?" "$30", said the cab driver. Wheew!!! We even had enough to tip the guy, thank the Lord.

We met up with the rest of the group at the "cenote", which means cave. We missed the snorkeling, but we had just enough time to snap a few pictures. Yes, we are dripping from the shocking situation we were just in mixed with a little sprinting back to the bus, so please excuse the glistening.


We made it back to the hotel and got dressed for dinner. We went to La Isla that night, which was one of our favorite restaurants at the resort. We aren't really sure if the food was really that good, or if we were just extremely hungry.