A few more days bumming around Isla Mujeres. Clean beaches, clear water, good food, and color everywhere. It’s a great island for getting around. Taxis are fifty pesos to anywhere, or if you are alone it’s just 15 pesos to jump in the taxi with other people. Our typical afternoon goes like this—when I’m done working for the day we grab the bag of laundry, a couple of beach umbrellas and the beach bag, jump in a taxi to the lavenderia, drop off the bag, walk to the store for juice, beer, and a snack, then spend a couple hours on the beach. From the beach we wander salty and sandy up the road to eat, then grab the laundry from a previous trip, and start the walk home. Stop for an ice cream along the way, then to the boat. Showers for everyone, reading, and sleep. Repeat in some form the next day. Not each day is a beach day, but most are. The other days involve some walking and wandering in one direction or another, and more often than not involve dinner somewhere along the way. It’s a nice laid back lifestyle and we get to spend it all together. It’s always hard for us to find a thing to complain about when we’re living in Mexico.
Don’t get close to the precipice.
North beach on a flat calm afternoon.
Football ponchos and beer backpacks, just like the locals wear.
Back in Mexico our line item for Dog Biscuits has been reinstated on the monthly budget. And the kids can forget about having any water in their bottles.
Little pink dress.
If you need a part for a scooter, this guy’s got it somewhere.
Isla has a beautiful baseball field. Unfortunately about half the outfield grass was completely washed away, which must make for some nasty hops. We sat around and watched batting practice for a while. I’d like to catch a game.
Anxiously awaiting tamales. And seconds soon after.
Dinner is served. That big plate of bistek tacos in the corner is Lowe’s typical meal. The girls here love him.
Another quiet day at the beach.
Figured out why the dinghy motor wasn’t spitting out any water. Pain in the butt to change this thing out. Had to completely remove the bottom end of the outboard to get at this.
15 Comments on “Isla Mujeres Life”
Why are you mad, Pat? You’ve got 75 cent tacos and beer!
🙂 🙂
I think baseball games are played Sundays at 1:00 when there is a home game. That has been the schedule the last few weeks at least.
Awesome, thanks!
I just can’t get over the COLOR of Mexico. It is just overwhelming to me!!!
From the homes, handicrafts, and water – amazingly overwhelming.
That picture of the kids looking at each other…
Ouest: “No, seriously, it’s true!
Lowe: “Yeah, right.”
So cute!
The “Yeah, right” expression is the best.
What a wonderful post with gorgeous photos! We are just around the corner of the Yucatan in Chuburna. Your kids are growing up in the most amazing way. And the tacos! What could be better?
What happens at North Beach when the boaters anchored there decide to flush their heads/holding tanks ?
Same thing that happens everywhere else in the world……virtually nothing.
The boats are only anchored there for a couple of hours and as we have never seen a pump-out available in Mexico…hopefully most wait until they are away from the beach. But like Matt says – unless it is very calm, things keep moving.
That puppy … it’s our Dakota!
So cute, and friendly. Obviously well cared for.
I love México. I have been living in Colombia for two decades. It makes me a wee bit sad that your children do not learn to speak Spanish. Why not make an effort? At their age it is so easy for them.