Vanvmom
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Tuesday...Costa Maya Day! I woke up early to watch the ship pull into port. Yes the water truly is that blue! I've seen it in photos, but always wanted to see it in real life
Watching the ocean is such a peaceful experience for me, one of those "life is amazing" moments. Here is a photo of the port as we were approaching. We docked at the far end of the section to the right.
There were about 60 DISers that had reserved the ruins tour through David and Ivan, so I had contacted them about meeting us at the port with transportation so that all of us did not have to taxi to the Cat's Meow. Several of us met in the Atrium at 8:15 and then headed down the LONG pier to the port. The pier itself is pretty easy to navigate "we're walking, we're walking" but then we hit the port and it quickly becomes a case of the blind leading the blind. How do we get out?! We know there will be 2 large tour buses waiting for us on the other side if we can only find the door out! After a few wrong turns, we finally found it
They checked each family in, we paid the port for our transportation, and into the nice air-conditioned buses.
Ivan was the tour guide for our bus ride to the ruins. He talked the whole way there about the culture, the ruins, and the effect of progress on his village. Speaking of his village, my family brought along a bag of supplies for the school in Ivan's village. Being a teacher, we brought pencils, erasers, and a big package of glue sticks. Ivan was so excited about the glue sticks. He said the kids LOVE them, and do not have regular access to them. They normally use "used" gum for glue. Resourceful yes, but glue sticks are much more fun.
It was very humid that day, and when we arrived at the ruins we each grabbed a bottle of water that Ivan had provided and stopped for a quick restroom break before we started our tour. Ivan provided some citronella bug spray that worked great. The ruins are wonderful, and our two buses were the first 2 to arrive that day. We divided up into smaller groups for the personal tour, and our family went with Elliju (pronounced almost like hey you) as our guide. We saw some small jungle animals I've only seen in zoos before. One the guide said tasted similar to greasy goat. Now that's appetizing!
Maybe I'll pass on that one.
Here's a photo of our family in front of the ruins:
When the tour was over my family ended up on the other bus to travel back to the port. Unfortunately I do not remember the name of the woman who was our guide on the ride back. She had the bus driver stop along the roadside during the drive to purchase some fresh pineapple from some ladies selling it along the road. For $1 she bought enough pineapple with chili powder for everyone on the bus to enjoy. She told us stories about family life in the villages - oldest son helps dad work, oldest daughter helps babysit the kids at home. I reminded my oldest DS how lucky he is to be able to go to school instead of having to help provide the income for our family.
It started to rain on the drive back to the port and the driver just kept on driving without using the windshield wipers. I'll tell myself it was because he didn't need them and not that they were broken. Yes, let me live in my dream world - I like it here!
When we got back to the port we thought about shopping, but the vendors were too aggressive for my taste so we went back to the ship to eat lunch and rest before dinner. Here is a final photo of my family on the pier as we headed back to the ship.


There were about 60 DISers that had reserved the ruins tour through David and Ivan, so I had contacted them about meeting us at the port with transportation so that all of us did not have to taxi to the Cat's Meow. Several of us met in the Atrium at 8:15 and then headed down the LONG pier to the port. The pier itself is pretty easy to navigate "we're walking, we're walking" but then we hit the port and it quickly becomes a case of the blind leading the blind. How do we get out?! We know there will be 2 large tour buses waiting for us on the other side if we can only find the door out! After a few wrong turns, we finally found it


Ivan was the tour guide for our bus ride to the ruins. He talked the whole way there about the culture, the ruins, and the effect of progress on his village. Speaking of his village, my family brought along a bag of supplies for the school in Ivan's village. Being a teacher, we brought pencils, erasers, and a big package of glue sticks. Ivan was so excited about the glue sticks. He said the kids LOVE them, and do not have regular access to them. They normally use "used" gum for glue. Resourceful yes, but glue sticks are much more fun.
It was very humid that day, and when we arrived at the ruins we each grabbed a bottle of water that Ivan had provided and stopped for a quick restroom break before we started our tour. Ivan provided some citronella bug spray that worked great. The ruins are wonderful, and our two buses were the first 2 to arrive that day. We divided up into smaller groups for the personal tour, and our family went with Elliju (pronounced almost like hey you) as our guide. We saw some small jungle animals I've only seen in zoos before. One the guide said tasted similar to greasy goat. Now that's appetizing!


Here's a photo of our family in front of the ruins:

When the tour was over my family ended up on the other bus to travel back to the port. Unfortunately I do not remember the name of the woman who was our guide on the ride back. She had the bus driver stop along the roadside during the drive to purchase some fresh pineapple from some ladies selling it along the road. For $1 she bought enough pineapple with chili powder for everyone on the bus to enjoy. She told us stories about family life in the villages - oldest son helps dad work, oldest daughter helps babysit the kids at home. I reminded my oldest DS how lucky he is to be able to go to school instead of having to help provide the income for our family.

It started to rain on the drive back to the port and the driver just kept on driving without using the windshield wipers. I'll tell myself it was because he didn't need them and not that they were broken. Yes, let me live in my dream world - I like it here!

When we got back to the port we thought about shopping, but the vendors were too aggressive for my taste so we went back to the ship to eat lunch and rest before dinner. Here is a final photo of my family on the pier as we headed back to the ship.
