With a docking time at Costa Maya not until 1pm, we had time for some onboard fun. The first activity for the morning was Gingerbread House making.
We filed into Animator’s palate and were given a “set” for every 4 persons. As
soon as we divided ourselves, the competition was on! It brought out the hidden
Zumbo in all of us, but none of us threatened to force our way onto MasterChef.
With ugly reality dawning on our lofty aspirations we finished up in a rush and
power walked over to the Walt Disney Theatre for a 3D screening of Frozen.
Malcolm’s words on his house proved to be prophetic.
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The man claimed that he sneezed on the way to the theatre... |
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...and that his creation was meant to look that way! |
Frozen was a hit with everyone. The story had depth and the
humour did not rely on pop culture references, but rather on silliness with
warmth. Following on from the movie, we disembarked onto the port of Costa
Maya, Mexico. Costa Maya was a port much like Cozumel was about 30-40 years
ago. Our stop today was brief. We had a total of 4.5 hours in port! Our private
tour had to be efficient. The gang was briefed prior to starting the tour.
There was to be no straying off to take photos or shopping! We started off with
a quick visit to the ancient Mayan ruins of Chacchoben. Our tour guide Joel,
rushed us through so that we were able to take a photo before the temple ruins
without the crowds. He enlightened us on all things ancient Mayan. As we left after our lightning tour and photo op, the car
park which was previously empty was filled with tour buses. Joel disclosed that
23 big bus loads were scheduled to arrive today…
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Let's go and learn about Mayans |
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The Disney Fantasy |
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Could it be?!?! We have the whole ruins to ourselves?!?! |
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Joel our guide, one of the local Mayans |
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The temple where human sacrifices were made |
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Spider monkey! |
We drove a little more into a small Mayan community where we
were served lunch. We were relieved to discover that they no longer practice the tradition of human sacrifice. The village was quaint and the food was delicious. I did not realise
that there were Mayan communities still around. I had incorrectly assumed that
they were all wiped out. They are trying hard to preserve their culture and in
particular their language. Now that electricity and television are prevalent in
the communities, Spanish has become the mother tongue. Joel got us back to the
ship with half an hour to spare.
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Excuse the photo but the road was bumpy and I had to push people out the way to get it...In seriousness, this is the tiny and mostly traffic free road that we traveled on to get to the Mayan Village |
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Joel, explaining how the Mayan community and families are structured and how they live |
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The communal dining area of the family who hosted us for lunch. This is where the whole extended family would have their meals. |
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The beautiful spread that they put on for us |
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The communal kitchen |
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Hibiscus juice |
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The Mayan ladies |
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Dinner at Royal Court. The napkin |
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Very apt bread holder |
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Christmas surprise! |
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A lithograph for us to take home! |
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