March 22, 2008
Puerto Morelos
3/22 (Saturday)
Today we slept in until 8 or so as check out wasn't until noon. We walked down calle 4 to find some deseyuno. We stopped at the Makkoroni - directly across the street from the Barrios Latinos hotel. The nice Argentinian waitress took our order and helped us with our Spanish. Hol had dos lluevos frito and I had chilaquila with rojo sauce and fresh jugo de pina. Delicious, but next time I'd order with un lluevo as I had them at El Cuccero. After finishing our packing, we checked out and said our thanks to the two hotel owners.We walked over to Avenida 20 and Calle 2 to catch a collectivo to Puerto Morelos (20 pesos/ea) and then a taxi into town (20 pesos). We dropped off our bags at Hotel Posada Amor - we were a bit too early to check in. Since we had some time, we walked north on the beach and then back through the town. It was getting hot so we stopped in Pelicano's, a beach front restaurant, for cervezas and limonadas. A senorita was selling little pictures personalized with your name. She had lived in California both in San Francisco and La Hoya... We bought a little picture just for the heck of it. We then walked South down the beach... It ended abruptly with a small gated port - there was a half sunken ferry hull sitting in the turquoise blue waters.
Directly on the ocean was what appeared to be a grade school. As we walked through the buildings it looked as if about 50% of the classrooms had been repaired from the hurricane. I wonder if Puerto Morelos lost that much population from Wilma or was the school already over built before the hurricane hit.
We walked back to the Posada to check in and quickly grab beach gear... I wanted to walk down past the small shipping port to take a closer look at the sunken ferry. There were some small hotels on this side of town, but the beach wasn't as nice so we headed back over in front of the school. More families had gathered in and around the school to sit, eat and swim. Seemed kinda nice that the kids "went to school" on the weekends too. We settled into a quiet spot on the water to go for a swim and read our books. When the sun started to sink, we headed back to clean-up for dinner.We checked out a few restaurants -- settling on Chinese/Italian called David Lau's. Yes. It's odd, but as you might have guessed, we've had a lot Mexican food recently. This odd combination of cuisines would allow Hol to get something that reminds her of home -- pesto on rice. I had General Tsaos pollo, which was okay, but not spicy enough for my taste. The portion was huge and I felt guilty for only being able to finish a half.
After dinner we walked and sat in the zocolo (town square) and watched the kids play on the basketball/soccer court for a bit. We noted that little kids everywhere use the same tactic when playing soccer against bigger boys -- they snatch the ball up with their hands and run for the goal, drop kicking it within a few feet of the goal. We walked around town a bit more, down to the beach then back to the hotel to read our books.
Photo Album:
http://mehling.org/gallery/v/travels/2008_mexico/Day+9/
Posted by ben at March 22, 2008 10:00 PM




