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We had already docked in Cozumel by the time we were up and dressed. Our shore excursion wasn't 'til eleven, which meant we had time for a more leisurely breakfast. So we decided to head for the dining room. Eggs Benedict, something I hadn't had in a long time- yum.
A brief diversion here: this cruise was apparently partially or mostly dedicated to various sorts of special groups- I think there was an AA group, a GLBT group, etc. So it didn't surprise me too much when
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So, anyway, seating at breakfast was with large tables and the staff seated us at a table that mostly had HP fans sitting there. They seemed miffed at having to share the table with us, but at least no-one said anything about "muggles" or I might have had to do something. They were all young women, and appeared to be at least somewhat hung over... from their estrogen-fueled conversation, I opined later to
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We spent a little time looking at the water from the deck. It was amazing- clear enough that we could easily see the bottom (even with our height above the water and the depth of it), and this indescribable luminous blue. Looking out to the island, you could see how it changed from turquoise to aqua to deep sapphire as it got deeper. Just astonishing.
Then it was time to disembark- a much quicker process this time, given that we were back on schedule. After the obligatory pictures with costumed people (the glam Maya warriors were particularly amusing), we sauntered on down the pier... the much much shorter pier and checked in with our excursion. We then had a little free time to scout around before we left. The port shopping district was called "Puerto Maya", and much better organized than the one at Progreso, but it didn't seem as interesting. It looked like there were still some outlying areas that hadn't been rebuilt after Hurricane Wilma, and it was unclear whether they would ever be rebuilt.
Then it was off to the bus. Our tour guide this time was Tony, another wiseacre. The drive wasn't too interesting until we got around to the eastern side of Cozumel, and then wow. Beautiful beaches, weird limestone formations, blowholes, all backed by that incredible Caribbean blue, glowing in the sun. Then we turned away from the shore, and arrived at the ranch.
The area we were at was charming- a covered but open-air area with tables, a bar and a shop or two, with the stables off to one side. The weather was nearly perfect- warm and sunny but breezy and not too humid. Tony gathered us for our orientation talk, which he delivered on horseback. He gave us some simple rules for safety and talked us through how to direct the horses. Then we were matched up with our steeds. Mine was a grey named Ana, and seemed pretty calm and laid-back... which was good, as this was my first time on horseback.
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So we went off riding. The route had a number of mostly fake but charming Maya statues and "ruins" along it. There were a lot of iguanas, and the occasional bird, but not much else in the wildlife department. Occasionally, Tony would stop us and talk about various aspects of Maya history. One stop was at a cave that the Maya used for ceremonial purposes... apparently, the ranch puts on a show there at night for visitors who are staying late enough. A number of the people on the tour were kids from a ranch where they run a horseback riding program for troubled teens or something like that... pretty cool.
All through the ride, Ana was minimally responsive to my attempts to get her to go a bit faster (she generally flicked her ears and snorted, which no doubt meant "Noob!" in horse) but was pretty responsive to direction and the like. And at least I didn't have the really fractious horse, who ended up biting most of the other horses and kicked a few people, too.
Eventually, we headed back for base. Ana picked up a bit of speed on this part, no doubt eager to get shut of me. It was a lot of fun, in general, but I was glad it was a short session to start with... I was also glad of the free Coronas that were available at the bar.
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Back at Puerta Maya, we did a little shopping- prices weren't as good as at Progreso, no surprises there- and watched the general drunkenness and bad behavior. I think if/when we do this cruise again, we won't do an excursion at all- just hop a cab into town, do some shopping, visit the museum.
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Back on board, I made us rum-and-cokes with the Mexican Cokes and the rum from the closet... best I've ever had, just like candy. Then it was off to the Serenity deck to hang out and watch us pull away from Cozumel. We were graced with a lovely sunset, which was the perfect end to our time there. Dinner that night was very good- I had fried grouper and shrimp, which was pretty good but not sublime. Somebody speculated on what our dining room staff would do this time, and
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After that,
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