The five of us in a clean Mexican tourist port. Look how santized our surroundings are. Just look. We did get a chance for a quick tour through where the people of Cozumel live. I wish I could have walked through though, it's hard to take photos from a moving bus.
GIRLS ON A BOAT!!! Writers Gone Wild! Look at them they're going CRAZY. on the inside. can't you tell?
I'm sure this picture will look better without me blocking the view and mucking up the image.
Much better. Isn't that a lovely beach. Cozumel folks. Paradise Beach. Just after all the tourists left and the beachside bars shut and the employees when home. So it truely was beautiful.
Caves in Cozumel. Jules, Resa and I were shown these caves on our "Jungle Hike" to explore "Mayan Ruins". Which amounted to a long walk through an overgrown fruit ranch to look at piles of rocks. Mostly disappointing. The only thing we were able to bring back from that trek were hundred of mosquito bites. So I guess it wasn't a total loss.
This was the one pile of ruins that was actually rather interesting. As you could still see the stairs and the shape of the structure. But you could also see the force of the jungle claiming back what rightfully belongs to the wild. The King James bible says "for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return" (Genesis 3:19). But in truth we are not dust, we are life and to life we will return. tucked into the folds of the earth we move towards to light stretching new leaves sunward wriggling new toes in the same earth.
This truck made me think of Cuba.
PIE ON A STICK!!! What more could you possibly want in life? I mean really? Really? If you have a thought spill it, cause I think I could now die happy. Its actually frozen key lime pie covered in chocolate on a stick. Ummmm Pie on a Stick. I'm also in Key West, so Key Lime pie is absolutely appropriate. As a fan of pie in general, I'm not all that keen on Key Lime pie to be honest, and I was that entire piece. The whole shabang on a stick. I ate it. This girl. First Key Lime pie I've ever one that too. Usually I take a bite and decide "nope not really me cup of tea". At which point my mother reminds me that I'm tasting a piece of pie, which is why it's nothing like a cup of tea. But if you're ever in Key West, seriously, don't resist being the tourist, try the pie.
This movie theatre was so cute I had to take a picture. I wish I had had time to look inside. It just makes me want to pinch it's cheeks.
Three of my travelling friends standing at the Southern most point of the United States. Nothing but ocean for ninety miles until you run ashore on Cuba. At which point you quite to yourself an appropriate line from Monty Python "run away!"
Key West cocks. That's right. I said it. They have a special kind of cock in Key West. They're protected. These cocks don't get caught, shot and eaten. No cream of cock soup is made of these birds. No way, no how. They are left to their own devices all day. Just left to peck around willy nilly as they chose, chasing chicken tail or pecking at holes in the ground. Lucky son of a cock.
The five of us in a clean Mexican tourist port. Look how santized our surroundings are. Just look. We did get a chance for a quick tour through where the people of Cozumel live. I wish I could have walked through though, it's hard to take photos from a moving bus.
GIRLS ON A BOAT!!! Writers Gone Wild! Look at them they're going CRAZY. on the inside. can't you tell?
I'm sure this picture will look better without me blocking the view and mucking up the image.
Much better. Isn't that a lovely beach. Cozumel folks. Paradise Beach. Just after all the tourists left and the beachside bars shut and the employees when home. So it truely was beautiful.
Caves in Cozumel. Jules, Resa and I were shown these caves on our "Jungle Hike" to explore "Mayan Ruins". Which amounted to a long walk through an overgrown fruit ranch to look at piles of rocks. Mostly disappointing. The only thing we were able to bring back from that trek were hundred of mosquito bites. So I guess it wasn't a total loss.
This was the one pile of ruins that was actually rather interesting. As you could still see the stairs and the shape of the structure. But you could also see the force of the jungle claiming back what rightfully belongs to the wild. The King James bible says "for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return" (Genesis 3:19). But in truth we are not dust, we are life and to life we will return. tucked into the folds of the earth we move towards to light stretching new leaves sunward wriggling new toes in the same earth.
This truck made me think of Cuba.
PIE ON A STICK!!! What more could you possibly want in life? I mean really? Really? If you have a thought spill it, cause I think I could now die happy. Its actually frozen key lime pie covered in chocolate on a stick. Ummmm Pie on a Stick. I'm also in Key West, so Key Lime pie is absolutely appropriate. As a fan of pie in general, I'm not all that keen on Key Lime pie to be honest, and I was that entire piece. The whole shabang on a stick. I ate it. This girl. First Key Lime pie I've ever one that too. Usually I take a bite and decide "nope not really me cup of tea". At which point my mother reminds me that I'm tasting a piece of pie, which is why it's nothing like a cup of tea. But if you're ever in Key West, seriously, don't resist being the tourist, try the pie.
This movie theatre was so cute I had to take a picture. I wish I had had time to look inside. It just makes me want to pinch it's cheeks. 
Three of my travelling friends standing at the Southern most point of the United States. Nothing but ocean for ninety miles until you run ashore on Cuba. At which point you quite to yourself an appropriate line from Monty Python "run away!"
Key West cocks. That's right. I said it. They have a special kind of cock in Key West. They're protected. These cocks don't get caught, shot and eaten. No cream of cock soup is made of these birds. No way, no how. They are left to their own devices all day. Just left to peck around willy nilly as they chose, chasing chicken tail or pecking at holes in the ground. Lucky son of a cock.
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