Okay, so I'll start at the beginning. My flight was on time and uneventful. Towards the end we had a couple of those air pockets where you leave your stomach about 10,000 feet above where you currently are. Everyone muttered expletives while the woman next to me made the sign of the across her chest. Immigration was empty, so I sailed through and got the green light. I only had carry-on luggage, so it was off to find Best Day for my transportation to the ferry. No problems there. She had me wait until my ride came along with this friendly group.
ALL the Best Day people were scrambling to get this big party transported to Cancun. I'm sure things were very organized, however, considering their state of the art administrative and filing system:
If those papers shifted a quarter inch to the left, they would have been trash. And God only knows if someone had wanted to use that phone!
So I ended up being the only passenger in a big van to Gran Puerto. Yay! My first time with Best Day and so far, so good. I arranged for a return trip and they told me when to be at the ferry, so we'll see how that goes.
I didn't even recognize Gran Puerto when we got there because of the huge structure being built behind it. You can't drive right up to it anymore. So I went to the ATM, got some pesos, and bought a round trip ticket to/from Isla. No time to buy any beer...it's leaving NOW!
This is the structure being built at the end of a long pier from Gran Puerto.
Okay, now this part was different. I was looking forward to a leisurely ride on top of the ferry, but no such luck. All of a sudden this guy appeared putting up a microphone in the front. What the heck??
It wouldn't have been so bad, but the music was kind of obnoxious, the wind is blowing like a hurricane, the boat is tossing back and forth...just let me enjoy nature for God's sake...don't make me listen to this! Unfortunately, the only seat left was in the front row, center. Now I think there was a reason for that. Then, to make matters worse, the woman passes the (whatever instrument she was playing) to the passengers for money. Talk about a captive audience! I know these people need to make money, but I'd really rather have a nice quiet ride to the island.
This was not a welcome view as we approached the island. It was nice when the lighthouse was the main subject of that view. Now it seems insignificant.
This guy was playing really nice, soft samba-type music. He started out with "The Girl from Ipanema," which seemed appropriate. But when he ended up with the theme song to the Godfather, I decided it was time to go.And this place is right around the corner.
As is this:
And this place is right across the main road. I had never known where this is, so I just kind of stumbled across it in my wanderings.
Along with the shoreline.
I eventually wandered over to North Beach to see what had changed and noticed a lot more chairs in front of Sergio's than I'd ever seen before.
Here's the construction across from Jax. (More on that at a later date.)
And a final bar/sunset shot from Bujo's.
Okay, I'll be the first to admit that this was a lame first attempt at a blog. But I had some adjusting to do. I have taken lots more pics since the first day, done more exploring and am getting my feet wet...so better reports will be coming in the future. (I hope.) I'm thinking I'll be a permanent fixture in the evening at Jax for the next week.