Mal Pais to St Teresa

Breakfast was interesting as the brass cutlery we were provided with looked and handled as though it had been manufactured in the Bronze age. A triumph of naive styling over practicality. Are these people unaware of Sheffield stainless steel?




We walked to St Teresa. All of 4 km along the beach. It took 6 hours to get there and one hour to walk back. Stopped at Playa Carmen to get some cash from the ATM.

However the discrepancy in journey times is mostly explained by the many swimmable rock pools created by the falling tide.

They were protected from the Pacific waves and American surfers by rocky outcrops surmounted by pelicans. A gritty sand underfoot largely comprised of comminuted sea shells ensured excellent visibility.

We used the snorkels to their best advantage this trip and saw many and varied fish.

We celebrated getting to St Teresa by purchasing a sort of granita on a stick, the eco-artisanal equivalent of an ice lolly. St Teresa has the same execrable road as the other settlements, mostly trafficked by ATVs with milk crates strapped to the front for groceries and surfboards strapped to the sides.

Then walked back along the beach to our latest favourite restaurant, Caracolas, for a couple of beers as the sun set ( it set rather slowly tonight) followed by another excellent fish supper featuring Mahi Mahi.