After a wonderful night's sleep on our new mattress, we went for a morning swim before breakfast at La Chevirico. Justin had huevos rancheros, a dish that is different in every restaurant, while I indulged in a crab and shrimp omelet. Next, we were on the road to Sisal, a small village just over a hour away on the northern shore of the Yucatan. The town was named for the sisal fiber that was shipped through this once bustling port-town. Now, that trade has diminished and the port traffic goes through Progresso. This has left Sisal to find its way as a fishing village and tourist destination. Its northern face means no sunsets and like El Cuyo and most of the Yucatan in general, the beaches here are fabulous. The town seems a bit cleaner that Celestun too. We drove around and looked at property that was advertised as for rent and for sale. We saw a guy in a truck at one such location; he said we were welcome to look at the house. We did and of course that led to more conversation. We soon learned that Ricardo had been an exchange student at University of Wisconsin in Green Bay! Who'd a thunk it? What a small world. He showed us two properties and told us about one other. The town is a bit closer to Merida and that is attractive. No sunsets though.
We had planned to come back to Celestun for dinner. Long ago I let go of my plans for cooking today and we were going to go to our favorite local restaurant on the beach but we ended up staying in Sisal and visiting Muelle de Sisal (Dock of Sisal) for our Christmas dinner. Later we learned that this restaurant is owned by the same family that owns La Chivarico and Las Palamos in Celestun -- no wonder the food was good!
Not much of a traditional Christmas day necessarily, but certainly one filled with thanksgiving. We are so blessed!
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Annie was looking forward to a
special Christmas treat too
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