It’s all aboard the ferry for our last and final stop, Isla Mujeres - a small island off the coast of Cancún. We only had two days here and so had no plans other than plonking ourselves on the beach and enjoying the last of the sun! Which is super strong here. Far hotter and more humid than everywhere else we’ve been.
The beach here is probably one of the nicest we’ve seen, and the water at the shore only goes up to your waist, so you can waddle out with a beer in each hand quite easily. Due to the heat, we spend 80% of our time in the water.
That evening we head out for some delicious fish tacos and then hit the local bars. It’s a small island, with most of the bars on one street so ideal for a pub crawl. We start in Stingray where there’s karaoke, although neither of us have the balls to sing anything. It’s fun to watch the drunk people try though. We then head to Kokonuts where we befriend a group of fellow travellers from Australia, France and Germany. We play drinking games before heading inside and dancing until the bar closes.
The next day is more or less a repeat of the one before. We stay on the beach until the sun goes down, enjoying every last bit of heat before heading back to the cold as balls Scottish weather. That evening, we head out for our final taco meal (I’m going cold turkey from now until 2024). We meet up with our friends from last night for some farewell drinks. It’s here I meet the first, and last, Scottish person of the trip, Kirsty from Glasgow. She came to Isla Mujeres on holiday a year and a half ago and moved here permanently. I’ll never understand it, I’d be bored as fuck out here.
It’s then home to pack our shit for the final time and prepare for the long and depressing journey back to Edinburgh. It’s been an incredible trip, particularly Day of the Dead in Oaxaca which was an experience I’ll never forget.
Until the next adventure…
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