We spent one glorious week in the Mayan Reviera in a little bungalow steps away from the beach. This was the first real vacation since Lia was born. My agenda was simple: do nothing. I knew from experience that the more we tried to cram in the more stress for me. We mostly hung out at the beach, and only took to going to Playa del Carmen for one afternoon. The Mayan cuisine we had in Playa was a bit of a disappointment. Don't get me wrong, it's way better than any Mexican meal that Detroit can deliver. I was surprised nothing much was spicy. I had always expected Mexican food to be spicy, but perhaps they had watered it down for the tourists or maybe southern Mexican is not spicy.
Lia had a great time. The first time she fell on the sand she grabbed a handful and was in awe of what she had picked up. Since then, it was hard to steer her back to our room. Every day was like this: wake up at 6am.. head to breakfast at 7:15.. go stake a shady spot on the beach by 9:30.. Lia nods of to dreamland by 11:00.. lunch at 1:00.. pool time at 3:30.. another nap at 5:00.. dinner at 7:15.. bed by 9:30. Needless to say I was very sad to leave.
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