When you have a few hours to check into your hotel, what better way to spend that extra time than to hang out with a monkey! The very first thing we saw upon entering our resort in Cancun was a monkey bouncing around rambunctiously on the beach. Naturally, my sister and me ran over to him immediately.
In addition to hanging out with monkeys, we also spent our time in Mexico swimming with dolphins, biking, cave jumping, and zip lining through the Mexican jungle.
One section of our stint in the jungle was to observe a local séance/ceremony by a random man in a cave and he was chanting around a smothering and smoky fire pit. With absolutely no clue what was going on in addition to zero air coming into that cave. Wwe felt like we were going to faint. I was waiting for it. I would have bolted out of there no problem if I wasn’t afraid of committing a great offense to the Mayan Gods. The sweat was pouring off our noses and we tried to keep our fidgeting at minimum, until thankfully he stopped chanting and we were able to step out and breathe.
May 5th in Cancun, a.k.a. Cinco de Mayo , is a day commemorating the victory of the Mexican Militia over the French Army at The Battle Of Puebla. Now how many people reflect upon this timeline of history is debatable, as it has since turned into a humongous party/festival/pub crawl madness. This is the day we decided (as a FAMILY) to go out and enjoy a pub crawl that was “for all ages.”
Well, the night started off with my dad and the bus driver arguing over hockey and him thinking we were American wannabes. Then, a giant water bottle of alcohol was being passed around person to person, and from mouth to mouth. We were told the bus wasn’t going to move until the alcohol was gone. Whose hands should the bottle land in but my dad’s, and his lips wrapped around the bottle cap like a fish and my sister and me watched in half horror, half laughter.
The first bar we went to on Cancun’s main strip was Charlie’s and Carlos, and my parents stayed for a couple tequila shots before heading home. The craziness of the pub crawl was almost too much for my sister and me to handle, let alone our parents. This left my sister and I for Pat O’Brien’s, Senor Frogs, and the one we had been waiting for, Coco Bongo. For those of you who know me I love Jim Carrey, and the Coco Bongo is famous for being referenced to in the movie The Mask – a Jim Carrey classic. Coco Bongo is by far the most insane, crazy “bar” I have ever seen. Bar doesn’t even seem like to right word, is was almost like a circus turned rave.