Well yesterday was sort of a lazy day. After we got moving around, the maid came and made everything beautiful again. The girls were planning to go shopping, and I was planning on playing water volleyball at 11:00 am. I got all my stuff together, suntanned up, and headed down to the pool. Well when I got there, I asked a official looking Royal guy about the volleyball, and he said “no volleyball at 11, taco party at 11. First we eat and drink beer then we play volleyball” Except it wasn’t “my day” for the taco party, we are supposed to come at 11 on Tuesday. In case you have not figured it out, the “Taco Parties” are the prelude to the spiel for the time-share tour. Tomorrow, we are going to our “Taco Party” and listen to the little 45 minute spiel for free transportation over to the Royal Sands, a lunch, and refund of the money we paid for our transportation back to the airport later in the trip. None of us has any use for any more time-shares, so we will politely listen so Beto our concierge can get his checkmark in his box. He has been very helpful and we want to help him out. (what a bunch of suckers we are) And, oh yea, never did get to play volleyball.
The girls headed off to take the bus into Cancan for shopping. The bus costs 7.5 pesos which is about 57 cents. Jerry and I moseyed to the pool and staked out a good shady spot for some lazy reading and chick watching. Unbeknownst to us, but knownst to others, Monday must have been the time share tour day at Club Internationale, all we got to watch was a parade of geriatric obese folks in ridiculous clothes wander up and down the pool walkways. We were often amused by some folk’s choice of all black, including black pants, for hiking around in the 90 plus weather and blazing sun.
While we were hanging at the pool, I happened to look up and once again saw Mexican OHSA at work. On the 6 story building beside us, I saw two guys walk up to the edge, throw ropes over the side, and then with buckets tied to their belts, begin rappelling down the outside of the building washing windows. Needless to say it was quite entertaining.
As we passed the lazy afternoon, reading, girl watching, swimming, and drinking way too much adult beverages we slipped quietly into the Mexican mind set where time passage seems to slow and clocks become unnecessary. It was a marvelous afternoon.
After the girls returned from shopping, they joined us at the pool for a late afternoon soak, they regaled us with stories from shopping. The shopping had taken place at 28 Market in Cancun where the locals had sent them. Based on their stories, the bartering was good and sharp due to the low number of shoppers. In one place they were plied with tequila shots as they were looking for t-shirts. But the best story was when Brenda was trying to buy salt and pepper shakers. (she and Jerry collect salt and pepper shakers from their adventures) Brenda was looking at a set of s & p and the lady would not budge from her price. (which Brenda thought was too high) Brenda continued to offer less and the woman tried in broken English to explain that these were quality pieces and would hold up to wear. Brenda persisted that she didn’t care about ware she just displayed them, and finally the exasperated storekeeper said well then I guess you want to see the s_itty ones. Brenda said YES show me the s_itty ones. She did and Brenda found exactly what she wanted. She still had to barter the price down, but got what she wanted. They will forever be her s_itty salt and peppershakers.
Later we adjourned to the room and fed ourselves from our previously procured supplies. Wes was a whipped puppy, and soon crashed for the evening. From our balcony Vickie watched the pirate ship duo festooned in lights, which go out every night, and stage a mock battle. She gave me a blow by blow as they turned off their lights (one red one green) and snuck up on each other for a kill shot from their cannon. Later they returned to port with the music blasting and all on board partying. However I’ve yet to see much of a crowd on either ship. In fact, the occupancy here where we are staying seems to be in the 40% range.
more later,
wes
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