Blog # 40: CANCUN 8

My sister and I did not stay at the beach for as long as we had planned. We had some “girl stuff” that we needed to talk about that we were saving especially for Cancun on the Beach when we were alone because we hardly ever get to talk anymore since we do not live together like we did last year at this time. We thought we were on the beach for what seemed forever and finally decided we better go to the room to get ready for the yacht ride with Max.
We got to the room and it was only 5:00 PM! I was upset because we could have enjoyed another hour of fun in the sun. Since this suite was so massive, I was able to get completely ready in one area of the suite while my sister got ready on the other side. I took a thirty minute shower because I knew I had plenty of time to get ready.
My dad was scheduled to get back at the room at 6:00 from playing golf with Manuel. I looked at the clock and it was already 6:30 PM. I went to find my sister in the massive suite to see if she knew why it was taking so long for dad and Manuel to play golf. We were a bit scared because for one thing we were in a different country and dad was with a guy he barely knew. Of course we thought the ultimate worse. I even called Manuel’s cell phone to try and reach them. To our luck, there was no answer on Manuel’s end. I was starting to freak out because it was getting closer and closer to 7:00 and our shuttle bus was going to be picking us up at 7:45 so we could be at the dock by 8:00 for our yacht excursion.
Five minutes until 7:00, I heard our door open and a man’s voice saying “hola!” Thankfully it was my dad! He walked in stumbling with a huge grin on his face. I knew he had fun, which was a relief for me. He said “wow that guy can drink”! I laughed in response. My sister and I nagged at how he was late. Now I know what it was like for them when I was always coming home late from parties.
When 7:45 rolled around we went down to the lobby to wait on our shuttle bus to take us to our destination of the yacht dock. We met Max there was as always greeted with a kiss on each cheek. It always catches me off guard because as Americans that is not how we greet each other. Since he is French, I just let him do his greeting the way he was raised to do it.
We arrived to the dock and were immediately given a servant. The short Mexican man asked what I wanted and I replied “Dos Chervezas” I knew that was what my dad was going to drink too because he is a huge beer drinker.
The yacht ride was extremely relaxing! We were hungry by the time we finished, so after the ride was over my dad, sister, and I walked downtown to find a delicious place to dine at.