
| Kai Luum is a Mayan-themed Eco-resort
30 miles south of Cancun. On one side was the ocean, on the other,
a mangrove jungle full of god-knows-whats. There was no electricity,
we stayed in a tent, the ground everywhere was sand including the
dining room, the lights were kerosene torches and we shared the
bathroom with the other guests and some lizards. It was great! |
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Soaking it in.
Our beach was nice, atmospheric, quiet, had good meals
and very clean. The resort next to us was loud, bright, had electricity
and a bad restaurant. It was like heaven and hell. One day I heard
someone from the resort next door ask someone at our resort, "How
do you eat?" |
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ZZZ...
The Mayans actually sleep in these things. Our tents
had their own hammocks and palapa roofs (like those things on Gilligan's
Island), which kept the tent dry. Each tent was labeled using the
Mayan numbering system that was something like: One dot meant one,
one line meant five, etc.
Many nights I almost unzipped the wrong tent. "EEEEK!" |
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Could be worst
Our shore had a lot of coral which
was good for snorkeling but not swimming, so we had to walk up the
beach to a part that was all sandy bottom.
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"Man runs into tree, killed by 1000 falling coconuts!"
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This is the coconut nursery. They'll
eventually plant them around the camp. I was so tempted to take
one of these home for my garden.
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All you can drink!
The Restaurant/Bar was lit up at night by kerosene
lamps (as was everywhere in the camp). They had a fully stocked
self-serve bar. You put a peg on a chart by your name to let them
know how much you drank. A soda was one space, a beer was two, a
mixed drink three. If you ran out of spaces to peg (24), you got
a T-shirt saying "I pegged out." Melissa and I did it
once together but some troopers could do it themselves, before being
dragged back to their tent. |
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Sand sand everywhere.
You never needed to wear shoes anywhere in the camp.
Combined with the torches at night lighting your way, it was very
Survivor. |
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Sports Illustrated swimsuit 2003.
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"I'm never going home!"
Melissa goes with the flow.
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Could be worst
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