|Early morning calm|
By noon of the same day, it's another story. It's a different world. The beaches are smeared with bodies large and small, fat and thin, short and tall in various states of undress: bathing suits, thongs, wraps, t-shirts and shorts. It's the Easter holidays or Semana Santa (Holy Week).
Situated just a short ferry ride from the metropolis of Cancun, Isla Mujeres is a favourite day-trip for many city dwellers during the holidays.
The two car ferries are jammed with extra passengers, so many that the taxi drivers are lined up waiting for customers outside the terminal gates.
|Taxis waiting at car ferry for customers|
The quicker passenger ferries have three large boats doing a continuous circuit about every twenty minutes instead of the usual thirty minute departures. Noisy chattering families crowd the sidewalks lugging their picnic food, coolers, and sun paraphernalia. It's a mad, mad world.
|Electronic Beach Festival|
One wall of their outdoor living room is a rack of fishing nets drying in the mid-day sun, providing more shade for the women. Sitting on a collection of red plastic chairs, the friends enjoy their afternoon gossip session, peacefully ignoring the throngs of boisterous visitors steaming past.
By sundown the weary sun-baked day-trippers begin trekking back to their mainland communities. The lineups for the passenger boats snake out into the street, vendors begin closing up for the night, and the music event is winding down.
Semana Santa is a crazy time of year. Busy and noisy and fun. And we're very glad when it is over. Thankfully we have our own peaceful little bit of paradise where we can share a cold beverage and contemplate life. Bliss.
Lynda & Lawrie