My heart started racing as the plane declined. We were finally here, Playa Del Carmen, Mexico. All of my family got out and saw what a beautiful day it was.
It took us about half an hour to get to our hotel. It was perfect. Even better than I imagined! I loved it right when we walked in the lobby.
Our hotel room was so awesome!! It was like a thatched hut. My cousin Sophia and I, who is a day older than me, shared a room with my grandma and grandpa.
The first night there Sophia and I went exploring. We didn’t realize that our hotel was attached to another hotel; it didn’t even have a fence or anything, so we went in the hot tub there.
A guy that worked there came to tell us that we had to get out, but he only spoke Spanish!! He started waving his arms up and down as a sign for us to get out. Sophia and I were severely confused at this time, so I started improvising.
At first I thought he meant jump, so I started jumping. Then he started moving his get, so I thought he meant dance, so well, I started dancing. By the look on his face we did what any smart girl would do, hightail it back to our hotel room.
The next morning we had a delicious breakfast and a fresh smoothie. (Except for my cousin Sam, who had sausage and orange soda.) Anyway, after breakfast Sophia and I found a coconut. Well I green coconut, but that didn’t matter.
We decided to break it open. At first we tried hitting it with a rock, but that didn’t work. So then we just threw it on the cement. It was just barely open, so we pulled it apart. It was full of little white worms, which made us flail our arms and jump in the pool.
The next night there was a show, as usual. But tonight they had a Mr. Playa Del Carmen pageant thing. Of course they had to pick my spastic grandpa which for some unknown reason we call Pazi. The first event was a catwalk.
Pazi started doing this weird squatty dance down the stage. He also pointed his fingers and moved them up and down while saying, “Di di da, da da di.” Then he had to take off his shirt and he did some dancing with that. I am pretty sure I am going to be scarred for life.
After that he had to get us much clothes from the audience as he could. Luckily Sophia and I had bathing suites on under her clothes, so we took all of our clothes off. Practically all the boys in my family had just shorts on. We won by a landslide! But he didn’t win the whole competition. The winner just got a tequila bottle. Hey, who needs that when there are free drinks?
In the morning we rode a ferry to another town. My family is psycho. That ferry was so hot and slow. We have a picture of us, and my uncle looks like he’s about to kill someone. We then got to the town that was infested with bugs, sounds fun, huh?
The next day we went to Xshell Ha, a snorkeling and river tubing place, and this other place with ruins. Xshell Ha was fun for the most part. We rode bikes with no brakes up to a tubing river, and my sister’s pedal fell off.
The ruin place was so boring, that you would probably fall asleep reading about it so I’ll make it short. Pretty much all that happened was Sophia and I made our own ruins, which lasted a few minutes until Sam stepped on them.
The next day was fun because we met these French kids name, Alex, XL, Umi and some other kids. We just messed around all day, you know, jumping in the pool from the bridge over it, playing volleyball with our feet, and squirting ketchup in Sam’s ear. (Ok, that was just Umi, but it was still hilarious.)
Every night the pizza stand opened at 11. (Pizza in Mexico, weird, I know) So Sophia and I would always eat like 10 pieces each. One night we went to watch a movie in my cousins Linze and Ben’s room. In the morning there were 36 pizza crusts and 15 empty pina coladas.
It was a sad day the next day because it was our last. We played volley ball in the pool, but got out when we saw two large women with unshaved armpits.
It was such a boring plane ride home. We got to the airport at about 2’o clock in the morning. Then I had to go to school the next day. I fell asleep in 1st period!!!
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