Playa Del Carmen - Day 8

Today was our designated rest day.   Which basically means no out trips.  We had a lazy morning, with  ham and cheese omelets, tea or coffee and toast.   Ceclia went for a run, after we tried to figure out her music, and that ever confusing icloud...who really understands that darn icloud anyway?

The girls and Bill went to get drinks at the nearby Starbucks, while I tried to contact AMEX to pay my bill.   There is no easy way to contact AMEX from Mexico.   No numbers, no email, even my app failed!

Decided to try our snorkel and masks in the ocean out front of the unit.   Bill and I have Santiago set us up with a couple of chairs and an umbrella.   We fight our way through the Sargusum seawead, and into the surf.  We swim around for a while, but there is nothing to see in the sea (too murky).  Pam and Brenda come out with their floaties, and Cec puts down her book for a bit to cool off in the surf.  

At around 2 we are a little peckish and head in for some snacks.   Bill is the master nacho chef and creates a three layer masterpeice with chips, ham and cheese.  

After the meal, we decide to talk a long walk toward and past the ferry terminal.   We head off toward the setting sun, walking along the shoreline checking out the surf, mega resorts, luxury homes and all manner of people.  

This stretch of the beach is nice.  

Back at the unit, Bill engages in a nice (and long) conversation with our neighbour, Ted and Z.  Pamela decides she better go out and see what she can learn.   The ladies are relieved to learn that Z is only 34 years old! (20 yrs younger than Ted).

We all get showered and changed, and head up past 5th Ave in search of an Argentinian restaurant that Cecilia had seen online.  We can't remember the name of the place or the street it is on!  Cecilia thinks she sees it, but it is tiny, and the only table is full.  We press on.   As we round the corner, we see a hotel, and next to it, an open restaurant with several people on the patio.   It is colorful and lively, so we check out the menu.  La Brocherie. The owner walks up and introduces himself....he is french, what?  He tells us his story, and explains the process of his chicken.  He marinades in pineapple then adds herbs under the skin, he then puts the skin back on and bakes.  We all order the chicken and savory rice with salads for some.   Fabien is a friendly host and his mom, who helps out is engaging and genuine.   The food was fabulous and the atmosphere fun.  

After dinner, we walk along 5the Ave.  It is hot, there is no wind along the street tonight.  We stop in stores, more for the A/C than the goods.

We head back to the unit, for the night, and rest for our last day in Playa!