This morning we went to Playa Del Carmen, the resort about 30 miles north of here. Ironically, it was a cloudy start to the day here whilst you’re basking in 70-odd degree sunshine (our temperatures are hotter but you have to have the odd cloudy day in the Caribbean). PDC (as the Americans call it) was somewhere you could happily miss – a bit upmarket Blackpool but with a very good beach. Lots of tourist tat shops so we didn’t buy anything. Sorry folks, your Mexican gifts were supposed to come from there, but you wouldn’t have given them house space.
Sid has been calling me ‘thunderthighs’ all day, not in any sexual sense but purely because I feel as though my thighs have huge bruises on the muscles (which they haven’t) which must be due to yesterday’s exertion of climbing a 60-foot rope ladder and using muscles that rarely get any exercise. And then tonight we had a Brazilian. I think kids refer to a Brazilian as some bizarre attack on pubic hair. In our case, it was a meal in the Brazilian restaurant and although all the food here has been good, this was absolutely the best. Not good for vegetarians as it comprised of a buffet salad starter, followed by huge skewers with all kinds of grilled, spiced meat. Absolutely delicious. After that we went to the show as we heard Queen booming out. It was the ‘lip synch’ show – where the entertainments’ staff mimed to Queen, Michael Jackson, Justin Timberlake, Shakira, Black Eyed Peas, J-Lo and someone else. Of course we shouted very loudly for Queen (the Mojitas helped) and Queen won. The other night the show was a Broadway Show special. It is incredibly high standard entertainment, although with a bit of the up market holiday camp about it. I understand now why the hotel/resorts are so brilliant here because the towns are very ordinary – poverty-stricken and not very pretty. We did say it would be a great place for family holidays as there really is something for everyone. Although having met an English couple who paid almost £1500 each for a week (nothing like we’ve paid) that’s not a very likely scenario. It’s the sort of place you can’t help enjoying but the snob in you knows you shouldn’t.
Anyway, as I’ve no pictures for you today, a competition. Which ‘towel art’ elephant is best.
Mexico (see this pic) or Cuba (see earlier pic). You can see I’m getting into the spirit of these competitions.
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