Day 0 was a known problem. It started at 5:30am, we gathered our bags and got in a taxi. I was unable to secure breakfast before our flight at 8:30am so I was not feeling happy when we boarded. The flight was about 6 hours, and Ava wasn’t super into watching her show for that long, which was a little surprising because our last flight from Fredericton she was good with it. So lots of her climbing on us, and needing attention, and such, when Miranda and I just wanted to sleep or die, because we were both feeling a little sick and a lot of tired.

We arrived and stood in the customs line up for way to long. The first line was the longest, but it went the quickest. We were “smart” and walked to the last line, which was the shortest but the slowest. Boo.

No issue at customs or border declaration, except that it took much longer than expected. Our luggage was right there when we got to it.

And our shuttle bus to Playa Del Carmen was super nice. Guy was really noticeable, it was just the 3 of us in the shuttle and he offered me a beer upon getting in. It was a 3.5% cervesa style lager, but it was much appreciated. He spoke very little English, but we conversed about street signs and how to pronounce “Xel-ha” (it’s “chel-HA”).

Got to our place and Ava was interested in exploring even though it was night time. She and I walked around while Miranda sorted out our accommodations.

After we put our stuff down, I went out to buy some milk and find some dinner. “Comer para llevar” is “take out?” and I found some nice food and a 7-11 to buy milk from.

I had planned to walk to the store to buy stuff for breakfast, but we were exhausted so just put Ava to bed and slowly decided how to go to bed in a +3 hour time zone and still sick and traveled all day.

Sleep was restless for me, but Miranda slept well as did Ava.

More in a bit!