Tulum was a blast. Stop reading now if you want more of a rundown of what I saw, ate, and did. This first post is a stream of consciousness and I am not apologizing for that since I've been lazy in my writing lately!
I arrived not knowing what to expect but left wanting to visit Mexico again as soon as possible. Maybe it is just that every vacation or trip slows me down a little but I do sincerely appreciate a slower pace of life. I like living in a city but every year and with every traveler I encounter, I realize that I may be in the wrong place and need to be outdoors more. Traveling more. For longer periods of time.
This is the first trip where the thought of quitting my job and traveling for five or more weeks somewhere has seriously crossed my mind. (sidenote, I'd want to keep up aerial practice, but that can be done, circus is everywhere).
I know that being on the road or on a holiday or vacation is a lot different than real life. I know that I am less stressed and I try to bring that back to my real life and it lasts for awhile. But the Sunday Scaries and impending dread of deadlines and work I will walk back into tomorrow morning already has me looking forward to Banff in June and South America in August. I just can't help it.
So, I'll leave you with this photo. Four new friends (one who took the photo), biking around some Mayan ruins in Coba without a care in the world other than having fun and not getting sunburned.