Isla Mujeres - Where dancing, diving and drinking is a plenty
Onto Isla Mujeres. Just a quick bus and a ferry from the hotel to Isla Mujeres, where my hostel (Poc na hostel) is just a quick walk from the ferry dock. And how much Isla Mujeres reminds me of Koh Tao I cannot tell you. The main street might have been the same, bar and diving shops on either sides with everybody calling out to you. Oh the sweet memory.
And my reason for travelling to Isla Mujeres is the same as the one I had for travelling to Koh Tao. Diving of course.
I took the ferry at 12 pm and arrived easily in the North of the island. I checked in and went to look for a local place to eat. Isla Mujeres is clearly a party island and it is so turistic that you feel a bit uneasy about it at first, but if you get over that it is really quite nice. The Poc na hostel is on the beach and has a garden full of hammocks and a volleyball field. The rooms are not superbe, but they’ll do just fine. At the centre of the hostel there is a cute seating area, where I immediately made acquaintance with Hugh from Australia who invited me to go to the beach with some people he met to watch the sunset. Yes please.
The sunset was gorgeous and after that we went out for a bite to eat. After that we went back to the hostel, where a band was playing life music. The hostel has a very relax vibe.
The one thing I like the most about travelling is meeting people. Hearing stories from all over the world and having vivid discussions about the Israeli–Palestinian conflict and dance some salsa with an engineer from Argentina. You can’t get that in Belgium.
After an eventful night and a short sleep I got ready to take a dive in the MUSA and one of the reefs in front of the island. As it had been two years since I dove, I did get a little nervous to be honest, but the water is so clear it’s difficult not to be relaxed.
The diving in Isla Mujeres is easy and relaxed diving for the not too professional diver, it’s in short commercial diving, but it did just fine for me. After the diving I met up with a nice guy from the Netherlands for some seafood and walking around the city. The temperature is so agreeable it is difficult to go to sleep. I just end up in some hammock talking with a glass of wine. And let’s be honest. What’s better than that?