Cancun
So what is it with European backpacker chicks getting their gear out in front of anyone who cares to look??! I'm having a conversation with a girl in my room about booking a ticket to Cuba and she's drying her lady bits (very thoroughly I might add) completely starkers! Everywhere I turn there's someone in the nude. I went to boarding school so I'm no prude but not having a conversation........really WTF?!
Anyway I left the hostel and cabbed it to the bus station and I'm about to head to cancun.
Cancun is a place we only really see in movies as the 'spring break' capital or where ridge and Brooke from bold and the beautiful get married for the eighteenth time. So I really don't know what I'm in for but I'm looking forward to a swim. I just ordered a coffee frappe from a place called 'mexican rooter' and now I'm well and truly awake, holy shit it's like a quadruple espresso!
So I thought I was home free sitting up the back of the bus by myself but alas we have stopped in the middle of nowhere and picked up about a thousand people, oh and while we stopped hombre in front of me decided to drop the kids of at the pool and has stunck the entire bus out. 2 hours to go.
I made it and managed to find the hostel a short walk away. Well it doesn't look anything like the friggin pictures. It's a hippy dive but I can do one night!
On the upside I met 4 Aussies checking out, who gave me priceless info on where to stay in Cuba. Interestingly they said that Cubans are the rudest people they have met on their travels which is the complete opposite of what ide heard from most people. I'll judge that one for myself I think.
I dropped my shit off and went in search of the crystal blue ocean. I caught the R1 for 8 pesos which does a loop. Well these bus drivers are friggin mad behind the wheel, they absolutely fang it.
My heart was sinking as massive resort after resort flashed past me..........where's the farking beach?
It is seriously like the gold coast on massive amounts of resort style steroids. There's even an outback steakhouse for farks sake!
Well I got to the end of the line on the bus and got off with little hope of seeing the ocean when I stumbled across the public access beach.
Wow. The ocean is really as blue as the pictures and the sand is pure white with palm trees and all. It was beautiful. I couldn't resist dipping my feet in and it was warm too!
It was almost dark and I had no idea where the fark I actually was so jumped back on the R1 going to downtown where I (the poorly backpacker) was staying.
The picture of cancun was completed for me on the bus back as three very loud young Americans guys decided to have a conversation the entire packed bus could hear. Most of the passengers were locals heading home after a hard days work. The 'wolf pack' found it hilarious they didn't know where they were going and were already drunk. One said "worst case scenario is we get stuck on this bus to nowhere." while I'm thinking to myself that worst case scenario for you boys would be a local stabbing you in the eyeball to shut you up! So friggin obnoxious.
At least I got to see the beach and there's plenty of places along my travels to see much better I'm told. A lovely local told me where to get off and I made my way to get some grub. I don't think I'll stick around here for long and try to get that flight to Cuba sooner rather than later! Sorry cancun, you are not for me.
I'm back at the hostel and had a chat to another Aussie girl here who concurs that cancun is not cool!
Managed to book a flight to Cuba tomorrow arvo for about $360 which is very exciting.
Luckily it's open bar here at the hostel for 20 pesos so I'm in!
It's now
2am and I'm pretty smashed after playing matchsticks and jen-quila with Brits, Americans, spaniards, Mexicans, kiwis, Israelis and Aussies at the hostel! Good night amigos speak to you from Cuba tomorrow, where apparently there is no Internet or wifi etc. if you don't hear from me in a week alert the authorities! Adios amigos
