The Yucatan!

Don´t read this if you are stuck doing office work in a frigid climate somewhere! Unless you are the type that likes to live vicariously through others.
My brother Terry and I flew down to Can Cun 2 days ago and took a bus from the aiport directly to Playa del Carmen. Which despite being the fastest growing city in the world is still a lot less built-up then Can Cun. We got there at night, ate some cheap ¨tacos al pastor¨and then found a cheap (well for the beach in the Yucatan) hostel. Slept in an area that just had mattress on the floor with curtains seperating them. The outside looked like a grass igloo.
In the morning we enjoyed a little beach time. I love the turqoise water of the Carribean!
Then in the early afternoon we took a bus down to Tulum, a nice beach unblemished by modern high-rise hotels, mostly there are just a cabanas on the beach. (and there are nice Mayan ruins nearby, Terry went but I have already seen them so decided to save the money I would have spent on the entrance).
At dusk a mermaid-esque woman with long white hair walked around on the beach playing a violin. We ate at a place on the beach (or rocks really, in that area) that had some intersting English translations on the menu, including ¨girl cake of ham and cheese¨. I think its always a good sign if either the menu is only in the native language of the area or if there are massive spelling mistakes or unintelligable translations. The food will probably be more authentic and cheaper!
We ended up sleeping outside (I tried to sleep in a hammock but ended up sleeping on the sand.) The cabins were either full or too expensive.
It was actually stormy and pretty cold last night, I slept with a stocking cap, scarf, and many layers on. I guess I looked cold because one of the other hammockers put a sarong over me this morning. I woke up to guitar music and a mini ant hill by my face. But I was so covered that they could only bite my hands.
Later today we swam in a cenote, a giant freshwater cavern that is great for diving. The cenotes here were apparently created by a meteor 65 million years ago! They are important in Mayan mythology, I think representing one of the underworlds. I didn´t finish reading that part in the guidebook yet.
Anyhow now we are in Valladolid, a real Mexican town where you can get cheap food and buy blinking Jesuses (not sold ironically). Our hotel room has so much character-there is an old black and white tv, lots of blue-green and yellow tile, a small room with no door and 2 hooks in it and nothing else. If someone set you down in it and asked you what decade you were in you would probably say the 50´s.

Tomorrow we will head to the ancient Mayan city (or whats left of it) Chitzen Itza.

Please accept my belated apology for my horrific grammar and punctuation.