This morning I slept waaaay in until past 9am – but that’s Akumal time, which means my internal clock still had me up shortly after 7. Nonetheless, I was rewarded for my (relatively) early rise with a spectacular sunrise, and a view of the Caribbean that basically confirms all of the paradise movies you’ve seen
After tinkering around with some photo editing and ensuring all my gear was charged back up, I settled into my book in the balcony Adirondack chair until Sharon got up about a half hour later. The temperature was already into the mid-twenties, and I’m just coming to terms with what has been called “a tropical breeze.” It’s not just a rustling through palms; there’s actually a quality to it that is quite unique, combining the salt air, the increased humidity, and the mangrove trees. It almost has a flavour, and it’s quite nice.





