From Wed to Friday I went to Cozumel to visit with Weston. My friend Bianca accompanied me. It was a little over a 5 hour bus ride to Playa del Carmen and then we took a ferry to Cozumel. What an adventure. After a little bit of searching in Cozumel, we finally found a hostel. Of course there were closed. Who can guess what famous scene this is closely resembles? As soon as we got to the door we saw a man on the other side. We knocked and asked to let us in, but he just shook his head and continued to ignore us. This lady suddenly appeared out of nowhere coming out of a door next to the hostel. I asked her if this were it and she let us in. She was just a visitor but helped us get situated showing us where the keys and bed were. Because the manager wasn't there, we had to sleep on a bare mattress with nothing else, but hey, we had a bed.
That night we went to a bar Weston showed me called, No Name Bar. It is a bar that was made by a couple of cruise members who were sick of going to ports and having nowhere to escape the tourists. The place is strictly for crew members or locals, but hey, we went anyways. We are Mexican locals. The place was absolutely great, fantastic to meet people you can actually have a conversation with and who aren't trying to get shit faced. However, being accustomed to not needing to look at a menu to pay attention to prices (in Merida drinks are rarely over 40 pesos) we ordered one margarita each. THEY WERE 105 PESOS! This was just the begining of our wake up call to how expensive tourist places are. Everything in Cozumel was ALWAYS at least triple the cost then what it would be in Merida.
THE NEXT DAY I SAW WESTON!! MEJOR. DIA. JUNTA.
I arrived back safetly last night. It ended up being just under five hours to get back to Merida but was made up in time with the traffic from Carnaval.
Tonight Bianca is having a potluck dinner for the study abroad students and me and her's tutors. I'm making Deviled Eggs but with a Mexican twist... jalepenos and cumin and garnished with parsley and chili powder! Hopefully they turn out well. Estoy nervosa!
Afterwards there is a parade. We are all dressing up despite the fact that we are only spectators. I have the best outfit ever. Full body spandex cat suit. Don't worry your pretty little heads off... pictures will definitely be posted.
Afterwards everyone is going to the disco but I think I'm going to wander around with my tripod and snap some photographs. I am writing an article on Carnaval for DePaul's newspaper. However, because its for the schools newspaper I'm going to have to make it, "DePaul Student's Experience Carnaval" and focus it on what we did. Umm.. hopefully I'll be able to find a way to get out of going to the clubs tonight to report. Sigh. But needless to say, I'm pretty excited to run around in my spandex cat costume shoving my voice recorder in people's faces. Meow!
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