I promised last week to share the reason for last week's short posts. Husband and I were in Cozumel, Mexico! I just didn't want to say it beforehand -- "hi, here are all the details of my life, and I'm not home this week, come rob me!"
We had a good time, were in the water almost every day -- snorkel, pool, even a scuba lesson which we said we were going to skip this time. (Really enjoyed it, but my ears can't take scuba as a regular hobby.) Drank a lot of margaritas and did not have to get up early. Also did not have to eat exclusively at places that serve chicken nuggets. Ahhh. Because...
DuckyBoy was at Grandma's, being a typical, well-socialized kid. (Who knew?)
We'd bought our plane tickets the day before the swine flu info hit the news. Good timing, eh? But within the past couple weeks, the travel ban to Mexico had been lifted, there had been no reported cases in Cozumel or Quintana Roo, and schools all around us in Queens were closing due to the H1N1 virus! We figured DB was safer on Long Island, and we were safer going than staying. Certainly no higher risk.
It's low season anyhow in Cozumel, but the place was empty. We first stayed at what we call ou "immersion hotel" -- a few blocks inland from the strip of hotels and tourist places, and also - no one there spoke English.
After a few days we scouted a good deal. Not everyone was giving deals, but we got a place with ocean view, giant Jacuzzi tub, and free breakfast and pool access at the sister hotel up the street, all for not much more than we were paying for a broken showerhead, walking in the heat, and a couple more bugs than I'd have liked. Gracias, Bahia Suites! (That's our suite on that Locations page!)
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