Wish I could spend all my days in Playa del Carmen.
I could get used to a beachy-keen lifestyle.
But my favourite spot to swim? It wasn’t the beach but a giant freshwater cenote (sinkhole doesn’t sound nearly as romantic, does it?). Cenote Ikil was cold, full of fish and dripping with Lost-style vines. Add to that the fact that it was a reported 54 metres(!) deep and you’ve got the coolest, spookiest swimming hole in the Yucatan.
I’ve been back in Vancouver a few weeks now but I desperately want to head back to Mexico. Now.
My tangerine dress? It’s from Zara. My suitcase? It’s bulging full of ridiculously bulky sweaters and scarves.
Seriously, who goes to a place like this and buys big woolly things?
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haha…but you had fun!
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How about posting your sister’s suitcase and admitting that you….
Etrapar — You better believe it!
Irina — …and admit that I am the worst packer ever? Or should I admit that I am the best sister ever for carting around everything she couldn’t fit in her own tiny suitcase?
haha shopping never has to be logical. if we all shopped logically i think we’d have some pretty boring closets…..
A 54 metre deep swimming hole?! Eerie indeed.
I love your pictures! So pretty.
Oh, take me there!! Now!!
That is amazing. I’m pretty jealous, in the best possible way. Truly amazing.
soo glad you went to the sinkhole. It was my fave part of my trip to mexico when I was 16, and I still dream about it (bonus points?)