Good Morning! I hope everyone is having a great start to their weeks. I am in good spirits knowing I have a three day weekend coming up. I am currently deciding if I want to do something like a little cabin in the mountains, or just save that money and do some fun things around here instead. Leaning towards the latter since I just came back from Mexico two weeks ago, but my wanderlust has no end and I feel restless until I am planning my next little adventure. Sometimes I think I should become a travel agent because I love planning trips, but with so many online booking sites, I feel like that industry is crashing.
Dress: c/o American Apparel
Scarf: vintage/ thrifted
Sandals & Purse: gift from mom
These photos are from the afternoon of our trip where we decided to venture to the downtown area of Cozumel. It was beautiful, with the shops on one side of the street and the beautiful water on the other. It was a ghost town though, as there was no cruise ships in the harbor and we went in around 3 so the dinner crowd was not out yet. That and the fact that it was about 5 million degrees! I am really glad that we saw the town and went into some of the little shops, but honestly it was really hard to be walking around when all you wanted to do was be in air conditioning inside, or at the beach swimming. I absolutely loved the bursts of primary colors that they use to decorate the store fronts and the plaza with. After about an hour or two we decided to hunt down some fish tacos and Margaritas and call it a day.
The funniest part of exploring downtown was witnessing the rivalry between the fisherman and pelican you see in the photos above. The fisherman would catch his fish and prepare them on the rocky beach each day, and mister pelican would know exactly what time to show up to try and poach his dinner. The fisherman was throwing scraps to the other gulls you see flying around, but the pelican hovered in the distance for awhile, and then behind the man's back, slowly shuffled closer and closer. When the man spotted the bird he started screaming Spanish obscenities at the pelican, waving and kicking. Let's just say you could tell they were well acquainted!