Thursday, October 14, 2010

Temporada Baja

Low Season, that’s what it is here on Isla Mujeres, that sleepy little Isle 20 minutes by the fast ferry from Puerta Juarez, Cancun.

In Temporada Alta, High Season, Isla wears her “stage face” by day full of unrelenting hawking of unwanted garish 10-cent jewelry, barracuda sun-bleached jaws replete with a full set of teeth, and conch shells devoid of their masters who were just served in the freshest ceviche you’ll ever eat at the likes of Picus, our favorite little seafood restaurant without walls, a canopy roof, and a beach floor. Picus is our first stop, always, after disembarking the ferry. We wheel our luggage, which this time included Tilda, on the beach floor up to the table and sigh that sigh of having made it back once again.

Isla teems with tourists from Cancun from about 10:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m. Then she returns to her shy, quiet, private self to rest and renew until the tourists return the following morning. But we’re here in Temporada Baja so the glare, blare, and crush by day is about 10% of January, and the stillness of after 6:00 is interrupted only by the pulsing surf that never rests.

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