Let's Try This Again
27.02.2017 - 28.02.2017
Today is a new day. The sun went down last night and this morning it returned, fresh and light. With it came a new toddler. Well, not really. Don’t panic, we didn’t take someone else’s kid. There’s no way anyone would trade us. Trust me, we tried. But this morning we had a happy kid who piggy backed on his good end to the previous day and launched into a good morning.
He swam in the pool while Audrey napped. I got some time to exercise (first time the entire trip--that’s crazy for me). Zac got to have some good one on one time with Des (the previous days we’d been nearly fighting to the death as to who would have to engage with him). Audrey got a good nap in. Win/win/win/win.
After nap we decided to venture out to lunch again. I know, risky. However we opted to take Des to THE most Des-friendly restaurant on the planet. La Buena Vida. I’d read about it ahead of time and it lives up to its rave reviews. A beachfront restaurant on the shores of Half Moon Bay, this place had amazing views, cool ocean breezes, good food, hammocks, swings, beach chairs, and hell, even a swimming pool! It’s the kind of place you can literally spend all day at, just sitting, eating, and playing.
Half Moon Bay’s beach access is only gained through private establishments like La Buena Vida or some of the hotels and condos along the shoreline. There is no public access point like in Akumal. The bay itself has amazing snorkeling (so I’ve been told), but the water is difficult to enter from the beach because of rocky sea life. There was so much washed up coral that I couldn’t take Des out to wade into the water without swim shoes on.
He didn’t mind though, he played with his trucks in the sand next to our table for most of the meal. Audrey wolfed down half a plate of guacamole, and Zac and I sat back and enjoyed our meals without interruption or rush.
Afterward I took Des and Audrey down the beach so Des could explore. We found boats on shore that he was pretty interested in and we kicked around some seaweed. It was a good time.
After lunch we had to get Audrey back for a nap. Des had been doing so well all day that we decided to let him try the beach house pool again. Zac took him one on one since Audrey was sleeping and we figured it’d be easier on him that way. The two were off, with me enthusiastically waving goodbye so I could have a couple hours to do some reading for a training I’ve started for when I begin working again this fall.
Audrey napped well, I read a lot, and the guys came back a couple hours later. No one was in tears, there were smiles all around, and Zac reported that Des had not jumped into the pool in a mad escape from parental supervision.
It was a low key evening after that. Dinner, baths, bed. I’m fading here, myself. Fingers crossed our crazy mad man has finally mellowed out a bit. We’d like to head to Tulum, but want to wait it out to make sure this whole “good behavior” thing isn’t a fluke.
The last day and a half has been really enjoyable. I absolutely love Mexico. It’s such an easy flight for us from the states, the country has many beautiful areas and is so diverse. What truly makes me enjoy it the most, however, is the friendly people. I honestly can’t get over the difference in traveling with kids versus traveling without. While there are many inconveniences or difficulties, the biggest perk here is the warm reception for families. People stop me to chat about my children, ask questions, or say hello. When we eat at restaurants they want to ruffle Desmond’s hair or rub Audrey’s head. At home this would feel invasive or awkward because it NEVER HAPPENS. Here? It’s near constant while out. The appreciation for family and the admiration of children is truly special, and it makes our visits here all the more enjoyable. We get actual smiles from strangers. It’s weird. I almost don’t know what to do with it. I’m so used to the Seattle freeze, people avoiding eye contact in passing, and no one opening doors for me as I struggle with pushing a stroller and wearing a baby.
When Des was being an utter butthole as we picked up our rental car (he literally climbed into the giant plastic bag covering his car seat and refused to get out), the women working came out to help me corral him since Zac was in line waiting to be helped. They were so friendly in trying to help distract him while he was melting down, and looked at some of his menacing behavior and gently said “he’s just trying to have some fun,” when I was clearly frustrated with him. There was no judgment. No “control your child” eye rolls. Just assistance, offers of help, and kindness. This world needs more of that, but I’m happy to be getting even just a short piece of it here.