Port day 4 ~ Cozumel
My desire to take my family to Playa Mia Waterpark is the reason I picked a Western Caribbean itinerary. We’d been talking about their giant inflatable for over a year. While the ship had an excursion to Playa Mia, I booked it via Viator, an off-shoot of TripAdvisor. They have a solid reputation, and a back-to-the-ship-on-time guarantee. They were cheaper by about $15/pp. Kelly made her own plans to visit Mayan ruins. As she was traveling solo she went ahead and booked through NCL.
I had to set an alarm to get up. And it was hard. Very hard. The busy-ness was getting to me AND we lost an hour sleep last night adjusting the clock… (or did we?) I got up around 6:45 A.M. and got the kids up around 7:15. They didn’t rouse easily. Getting only about 6 hours sleep between our two Magic Kingdom days didn’t phase them; but today was a work-out for some of them.
We somehow mobilized and headed to the buffet because we knew it would be quicker. The permission to go ashore was likely to come around 8:10-8:30 and we wanted to be ready. Moods cheered as we left our stateroom and breakfast was as yummy as ever.
Nan and Kelly ended up meeting us at the buffet. Kelly was to meet her excursion group in the atrium at 7:45 A.M.
We drew closer to the pier as we were eating. It was the most overcast day we’d had, but still projected to be hot and dry.
As we finished our speedy breakfast I asked Nigel what time it was. (Nigel was “Master Timekeeper” as John’s watch had stopped working back in Disney.) Nigel told us it was 8:05 A.M. I declared this was perfect. Then I paused. Kelly’s ears perked up and she said, “It’s 7:05, right?”
I offered that, no, we had to advance our clocks last night. She has a moment of panic. I have a moment of shock. We all look for a black-clad employee and find one. She confirms it is 7:05 A.M. We were to move our clocks forward later THAT night.
I got them up an hour early.
I’m considered turning in my vacation planning credentials then and there.
It was a low moment.
No one scolded me. They knew how badly I felt.
We went back to our room and just did nothing until it was time to get off the ship. We were in the first hundred or so folks off the ship. We walked down the pier and stopped for photos. I was pretty nervous, I admit, on that pier. It felt dicey. I don’t know. Maybe I was vacationed out?
None of us took photos of the port area. We were all sort of off, I think. We followed the directions on my paper from Viator and found a representative from the club. He stated we were a little early (don’t go there, dude); but concluded that as we filled a van he’d get us one. (One nice thing about being a large group is we never had to wait for more people to fill a taxi to go somewhere.) He explained our package to us painstakingly: admission, transport, food, non-alcoholic drinks, non-motorized watercraft. He also mentioned all the things we were missing out on (alcohol, umbrellas, and motorized watersports) with Great Emphasis and assured us we could add those features to our package when we got there.
He lead us over and yon to a main street and called a taxi/van for us. We drove about 15 minutes and arrived at Playa Mia. The man from the port had told us to look for Julio when we got there and he would direct us into the park. Julio actually met our van and he again reiterated what was and was not included. He also told us that cabs leave every hour on the hour to go back to the port and we could decide when we wanted to return to the ship. He then said, “You have a lot of young princesses. When you want to go back, anytime, just come find me.” That was nice to know.
He lead us through a clean little shopping plaza to the cashiers. He gave the women in the booth our paperwork and they proceeded to remind us what was and was not included. They offered to sell us whatever else we wanted to add to our package. Um, we’re good.
The place was all but empty. I wonder now if they were even really open!
Pool area.
Looking back through shopping plaza we’d walked through.
Buffet/dining area.
Beach side pool with swim up bar.
Some dining tables available on beach.
The inflatable course.
It was so windy the chairs would blow closed as quickly as they’d reopen them.
We found chairs (there were thousands) and John and the older four went out to the inflatable. The sand was course. Very course. There would be no lounging in the sand here. That was hard for me to swallow. Frankly, I’d never go back. Beach was as yucky as the ugly one I went to in Jamaica with Emily 2014.
The water was gross and grassy. It was rough water; that isn’t their fault.
After John and the kids came back in, they told me how “scary” it was to fall off the course. There was really grassy water just beyond the inflatable and the water was murky.
We hung out in that area for more than an hour. It took that much time, incidentally, for cruise ship excursions to start arriving. The Viator angle DID get us an extra hour there. Yay us… :/
When John and Tab came back in, they went with Nan, Johanna and Katriel to the beach side pool. Soon Marie and Stewart came back in, then finally Nigel. We all relocated away from the beach. I think we are all a little let down.
We decided to eat. This meant figuring out what Stewart could and could not eat. Honestly, he didn’t miss anything. The buffet was immense… but it was so American-ized! I was really hoping for spicy food, but it was very bland.
It looked so good, but was so bland.
We headed to the waterpark side after lunch. We spent a few hours over there.
Here is a photo of the kids and I in the whirlpool just moments before they told us kids were not allowed in the whirlpool.
Which, I gotta tell you, was not posted and makes ZERO SENSE in the world when you consider its location right smack dab in the MIDDLE of the main pool.
We had fun. We were on vacation on an island in the Caribbean. But we wouldn’t go back. It was far from awful. But it was far from amazing, as well.
It was 2 P.M. on the nose, I believe, when we decided to find Julio. He had a cab/van right there for us to pile into and we were back to the ship in no time.