Following our excellent snorkel adventure in Cozumel, the Palancar docked at Playa Mia Beach Park. They had tables reserved in a large roofed restaurant area for our excursion group. Workers served us all some lunch and we could get whatever we wanted to drink at the bar. They even served non-alcoholic pina coladas upon request. I don’t suppose they got a whole lot of requests for that since most people would take full advantage of free alcohol, but it worked for me. Somewhere in that somewhat vast restaurant area my watch fell off my wrist and I never saw it again. It was a cheap watch with a tendency to come undone, but losing it meant I had no watch for the rest of the trip. I could buy a new one on the ship, but I never like any of the ones they sell.
We had a couple hours to spend there before our excursion boat would return us to the Norwegian Pearl at the cruise ship dock. John forgot to take his watch off before we went snorkeling. His was supposed to be waterproof, but it quit working shortly after I noticed mine had disappeared. Though we knew what time we needed to get back to the boat, we now had no way of knowing when that time drew near.
The wrist bands they put on us at the start of the tour also gave us access to all the beach toys at Playa Mia. They had kayaks and a small sailboat with a brightly colored sail as well as the paddleboats you operate with foot pedals similar to those on a bicycle. Out in the water they had trampolines and a blow-up slide people could climb up on and either jump off or slide down.
We got in one of the paddle boats with foot pedals and paddled about taking photos of whatever struck our fancy for a bit. Eventually we ended up out at the far end of the roped off area where we were allowed to go, near the slide thing. A couple girls had climbed to the top and wanted to jump off the highest point, but felt a bit scared to do so.
We sat there with camera poised waiting for them to jump in hopes of a better picture than we’d taken of other people jumping earlier. Glancing toward the dock, I noticed the other people walking toward the boat. The picture forgotten, we started to pedal as fast as we could. Wait for us please, we thought. Furiously pedaling toward shore we noticed more and more people heading to the boat. It’s one thing to pedal about without a care, quite another to go a distance at top speed. Our legs got tired, but we pedaled madly anyway, unbuckling the required life jackets along the way for a quick exit once we reached the beach.
“Our boat is leaving,” we called to the guy working at the boat shed area as I pulled the boat as far as I could on the shore. John started heading up to the life jacket area, but since the guy who worked there had started moving the boats further up the beach I just ditched mine on the boat we’d just gotten out of so John dropped his there too while letting the worker know we had to leave in a hurry.
Luckily we did make it to the boat on time. While I’d love to interview someone who’s been left behind in port when they didn’t get back before the cruise ship departs, or better yet have them write a guest blog for me, I’d prefer to have someone else’s story on that and not a first hand experience. While getting left behind could become quite an adventure, it would have a hefty price. At least in Playa Mia we had our clothes, credit card, and ID, unlike if we had gotten left behind in the water while snorkelingat the reef where everything but our swimsuits stayed on the boat.
This was one of the better shore excursions we’ve ever done, and I would definitely recommend it for anyone who likes to snorkel. We had one first time snorkeler in our group and she loved it too. They do offer an excursion that goes straight to Playa Mia, so for those who just like beach breaks that would be a good one as it was quite a nice beach with a lot to do. It also had a whole lot of hammocks and beach chairs for those who would rather just rest, and a swimming pool too.