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PICTURES!!!

Crystal, Brandon and LaDayna - ready to go!!
At the airport - ready to go!!

A place just for me!!

Ivan making delicious tropical drinks!

Mariachi Band
Playing on the beach the first night!


Crazy awesome orbs
Taking pictures
Jacuzzi tub
Some rooms had their own pools and  jaccuzi's


Getting ready to go to ATV and speedboats
Ted on his ATV
Ready to ATV
Me on my ATV



COCO - don't touch her nuts!!
More about COCOnuts
COCO and her nuts
Speedboatin' It
Ready for dinner
Ted's Mahi Mahi


My steak and shrimp











At the beach - in his Speedo

What were you thinking?  The skinny thing?
Never in a million years would I let Ted
wear something like that!!

Chillin' at the beach
Sandy toes - sandy beach - awesome!!
Bano - Where the Mayan's do
their druthers



In the Jeep - you can't see me
In the cenote
Where I ziplined from


Meet Arturo and Tony - two little guys who live in the
Mayan village

The houses that they Mayan's live in
No heat, no electricity, no plumbing,
no facilities

Our Mayan lunch - it was rather tasty.
I didn't dare waste it, because they live so poorly I felt
it would be an insult

We had to canoe back after zip-lining
The entrance to Tulum 
DON'T TOUCH - poisonous!

Cory and Erin entering the ruins - this was the entrance



Mayan goddess outside of Tulum
in front of a restaurant









Touching the 600 year old stone structure
I love to touch the old!!

Carlos our guide - teaching us about the Mayans
Ah - lovies!!!

Jaime - our driver - his reaction to
traffic problems


Ready for dinner



Read the sign - It's illegal to serve alcohol when the vehicle
is moving - but, for $5 you can have two beers



Ready for the beach

With the toucan

The beach

The bar - where the seats are swings.  It was
hard to get on this when you had a wet bum.

The swim up bar.

So sad - at the airport - time to go home!!

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