I’m not sure why, but I was more excited to visit Cozumel than Grand Cayman. Grand Cayman is a beautiful island and gave off a nice, relaxed, island vibe that felt so different from the rushed craziness of my city. But there wasn’t a whole lot of difference between the States and Grand Cayman, at least in Georgetown. So I was excited to visit Mexico and be on its soil.
When we got to our cabin on departure day, we had a note saying that the excursion we had previously scheduled had been canceled. (We had planned on a tour of the city, along with lunch and shopping at a mall.) So we had to choose something else. For me, the Mayan Ruins intrigued me the most. Looking back, I wish I had done another snorkeling or sea excursion, but at that time, I didn’t know how I would feel about the snorkeling experience and wanted to do something completely different.
I think my favorite part of Mexico was being there. I kept thinking, “I’m in Mexico!” It felt surreal. I had heard about Mexico, learned about Mexico, knew where it was on a map (don’t be jealous of my awesome geography skillz!), but being there was incredible. I snapped picture after picture of the island as we drove by bus to our destination, enthralled by the difference of where I lived and seeing words on storefronts that I had only seen in textbooks before.
I have a lot to say on the excursion, which was broken into two parts: a tour of the Mayan Ruins and then lunch and an hour at Playa Azul before going back to our starting point. For now, enjoy some photos of Cozumel.