Friday was to be the last dive day. We let Jay and Edward pick the dive sites. They picked Palancar for the swim thrus and Paradise for the light and variety of sealife.
After the dives we said goodbye to Pancho. He had another dive group in the afternoon and one Saturday morning so we would not have a chance to see him again this trip. We did a circle island drive. Started south and drove the inner road (when you could). The parts of the road that are 'bikes only' are pretty well marked once you notice it. The signs show 'no cars'. I did notice that lots of mopeds were using the road, but no cars. We stopped at Rasta for come cokes.
Then continued north along the east side. It is the turtle laying season so there were lots of markers planted showing where nests had been made (the date and type of turtle so that they can tell when the hatchings will happen). We had talked with another friend during the week who works with the turtle protection groups about joining them for an observation, but it happens between midnight and 6am - not this time.
For dinner that night we met up with Spencer (from this blog) at Wet Wendy's. We had a great visit and meal with Mr and Mrs Spencer and one of their son's (whose name really is Spencer). Spencer had a peanut butter and jelly sunday. He had us all take a taste. It really does taste like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Tim and Edward had a fruity margarta and a mojito (after all, this it he last 'legal' drinking day for Edward for awhile). The live music on Friday was a soft jazz lead by Chad (Wet Wendy owner) on the keyboards.
After dinner we did one last shopping tour around the square. This is where Tim ran into another U of M pancho and bought it. The next morning I got up on the early side and went for a walk around the neighborhood. I was going to stop by Mexicelia's house and drop up a black pepper grinder but as soon as I walked out the front gate she was right there on her morning bike ride. We stopped and talked a bit, then went continued with our days. I happened by the Corpus Christi church just as mass was starting so hopped in attended the service. It was a special mass for 3 or 4 teens that were celebrating their 15-year birthdays (quinceanera). I have an app for my iPhone that displays the mass prayers in Spanish so I can follow along with the standard parts. It does me no good, however, in following the sermon so I have no idea what the priest talked about. The people around me were curious, however, about why I was paying such close attention to me iPhone during mass. Maybe they thought I was texting God.
On the way back home I ran into Spencer and her family. They were staying in another home/villa in the Corpus Christi area. I also noticed this home that I liked the shape but can't figure out where the stairway goes.
I hung out in the pool for the rest of the morning.
Antonia, our maid, called David, our house manager, to arrange for a taxi. David said he would be glad to transport of luggage so he told the bags and I took the people to the airport. We dropped everyone off and then both went to return the car to ISIS. David then took me back to the airport. Flight back to Detroit was good. An hour and half layover in Charlotte was plenty long enough to do customs and go back thru security. Left Cozumel at 2:30pm and arrived in Detroit at 9:45 (1 hour time difference).
I wonder how long it will be before I can talk my wife into another trip!