Writing the trip reports is always a lot of fun as I get to relive, in my mind, each great day on Isla. This trip, like the many that have come before it, was filled with great times, a few new experiences and some much needed R&R. There were a couple of unexpected hiccups this trip, but nothing I couldn’t roll with and in the end, had no effect on having an awesome trip.
Before I even headed to the airport the first little issue arose. On Saturday afternoon I went onto the airline website to complete my online check in and print my boarding passes, only to find, the airline had changed my flight and failed to notify me. I normally don’t fly USAir for a number of reasons, but they were the only airline with an early flight that would put me on Isla before noon so I accepted the higher price and baggage fees. Now instead of flying out at 5:10am, I was now taking off at 8:50am and would not be getting to Isla until around 4:00pm plus I still had $55.00 in baggage fees each way. Not the end of the world, but an annoying was to get things started. I woke up Sunday morning at 12:45 am and the snow was just beginning to fall and my only though was “please hold off for just a few hours”. The weather cooperated and the flight down went smooth. Arrived in Cancun and walked right up to an immigration officer, passport was stamped and I was through security in minutes. Yes I got the green light! I exited the terminal, found the Best Day rep, loaded my bags and was headed to the ferry within five minutes. In the 29 trips I’ve made to Isla, this was the fastest I’ve ever made it through the airport and as a result made the 3:00 ferry.
As the Best Day shuttle made the right hand turn and the tower of Puerto Juarez came into view, all was right in the world. I enjoyed a beautiful sunny ride over on the top deck and once we tied up I grabbed the luggage and made a bee line straight to Bally Hoo. As I walked into Bally Hoo I was met by the welcoming committee of heynurse, seashell and Charlene (although they were sitting at the wrong table). We all headed over to the proper “DMartin” table and had a great conversation over several margaritas, Shrimp tacos and guacamole. After watching a beautiful sunset and getting my Islaholic bracelet I figured I should head over to Rocamar to check in where the second little hiccup occurred. I had requested my favorite room at Rocamar and the one I’ve stayed in the last five trips down, but when I arrived they had given my room away and because I was arriving so late in the day the only rooms left were the first floor rooms. Again, no big deal and after getting in the room and stepping out onto the balcony to hang the hammock, all was forgiven.
After hanging the hammock and taking in the view for a few minutes I grabbed the gifts I’d brought for Tiny and was off to his bar. As I rounded the corner, from Hidalgo onto Fco. Madero, Tiny saw me and welcomed me with that big smile and “bro, it’s about time you’re back”. Tiny is a big Pittsburg Steelers fan and has the helmet on the bar to prove it and as I pulled out the New England Patriots helmet I brought for him the smile turned into roaring laughter. I spent a few hours at Tiny’s, had a lot of laughs, several Caipirinhas and then I was off to the next stop. On the way back to Rocamar I stopped by the gelato store on the corner of Hidalgo for a cup of Coconut ice cream, then around the corner to the churros cart in from of the Super Express. I sat over by the basketball court watching a few kids shooting some hoops while I scooped up the ice cream with the warm churros. After eating every bite and licking the cup clean I headed back to Rocamar and the hammock waiting on the balcony for me. More to come…