This is a diving haven. Pure and simple. Every third or fourth shop is a dive store, Phil was in Heaven, Karen was getting whiplash from shaking her head every time Phil walked into a dive shop. We did a couple of drift dives, including Karen´s deepest at 30m. We saw a couple of hawksbill turtles at an arms length feeding on some of the soft corals... oh, to have the underwater camera working again!!
There are hotels here. Lots of hotels. Think of a Mexican Surfers Paradise, and you´ll be about 20% of the way there to the corniness, utter soullessness and depravity that surrounds this place. (Hence, we visited Isla Mujeres, see below). There is a nice beach, if you can get to it through the hotels. The only public access to the beach is a couple of kilometres apart, otherwise you have to act like you are a guest at the hotel, hide your non-existent ID bracelets, and walk purposefully through the lobby.
One piece of advice when dealing with souvenir sellers (tiburones) or officious hoteleros in Cancun was provided to us by a local restauranteur... say to them ¨Chinga su Madre!¨ (this is what you think it is... maybe the guy wanted to see us get beaten up?)
About 15min off Cancun, is this little island which has a little of the american facade of Cancun, but no resorts and a life all it´s own... predominantly mexican. This is a backpackers hangout... primarily cause it´s cheaper than Cancun. We saw a local turtle farm which breeds and releases turtles back to the wild (good), this makes up for all the turtle shell souvenirs you find in Cancun. We also saw a water cage with about 3-4 nurse sharks which are periodically manhandled by tourists out of the water for photo opps (bad).
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