"The Bad Post"

11/12
It all began when tres  amigos went sun bathing in November. We were playing in the waves and when we got out of the water I realized I wasn't feel very well, so we headed home. Apparently when you are in the sun all day every day and don't drink enough water sun poisoning can become an issue. Four or so hours later (after a little rest, a lot of water, nausea, headache, fever, and ibuprofen) I started to feel better, so we decided to go out. Shane figured he would check his bank account before hand and a good chunk of his money was missing. It turns out that someone had made withdraws of $383.99 the past three days in a row ($1151.97 to be exact) from an ATM (he never lost his card and has had it the whole time). We figured we could just cancel his card and move all of his money into my account for the rest of the trip. I log onto my account and find out that not only was money missing but it was in the negative. We both used the ATM near the downtown club area in the Hotel Zone. Somehow when we used it someone managed to scan our swipe and get our pins. I have heard horror stories of this but never thought it really could happen. There was nothing we could do that night so we ate some ice cream.
11/13
The next day after $40 of calling cards we were both able to cancel our cars and file claims. Shane's mom tried to send us some cash (moneygram) but was having about as much good luck as we were with the process. We decided to put it off and go enjoy Erin's last day here. We headed to a cenote near Puerto Morales called Kin-Ha. We were short on cash and usually to get to the cenote you have to rent a $60-$70 ATV (per person), but I told the lady I could not ride one and worked out a deal to have a Jeep take us for $25 a person. If anyone is ever looking to go there this is defiantly the more cost efficient decision. We took a bumpy ride though the jungle and came up to this camp looking area with a little farm and monkeys. It was a little shady, but we sucked it up and climbed down several ladders into the cenote. It was well worth it!! I didn't think about any of our worries the entire time we were there. The water was cool and refreshing and the whole experience was peaceful. We were the only ones there which is a nice change from all of the other tourist activities we've been to. Erin and Shane even jumped from the top of the cenote (18 feet) into the water. We saw a second cenote but it was more for die hard adrenaline junkies. The Jumps were around 36 and 46 feet high. No Thank you. It was beautiful to look at though. After we came home, cleaned up, and went out to a beautiful dinner.
11/14
After a quick Mexican McD's Breakfast we dropped my lovely friend Erin to the airport so she could catch her flight back to Florida. On the way home from the airport a police officer pulled us over for "speeding". We told the officer (who didn't wear a name tag by the way) that we had no money and that he would have to write us a ticket. If you didn't know yet - Here you get pulled over and are threatened with a ticket, and then told that the process can be skipped without processing the ticket. You may be free to go if you just give the officer cash. I know this because last week we were pulled over around the same area and negotiated $500 pesos to drive away. Anyways long story short, I don't think they plan on writing any tickets. As soon as he found out we had no money he let us just go. I could rave and rant about this subject but I will move on.
Shane's mom sent us a moneygram and gave us a code to a bank called Bancomer, so we decided to head out and get our money. The process went a little like this:
Bancomer: "No we don't do moneygram. you have to go across the street or to Walmart"
Bank across the street: "That code is not enough numbers"
*call Shane's mom to get new code
Bank across the street: "No we can't help you. You have to go to Bancomer"
Bancomer: "No we can't help you at any Bancomer. Try Walmart"
Walmart: "No we can't help you. Go to Bancomer and get a number that is longer"
*call Shane's mom to get new code
Bancomer (now a different one across town): "Yes we can help you. Here is your money"
AHHHHHH Five hours later we figured out what we needed, how to ask for it, and got the money.
Shane's mother is a saint for putting up with our crazy calls all day while she was at work. We were a mess. If the first Bancomer told us they could help us if the # was 11 digits and not 6 or 8 it probably would have taken 20 minutes. I plan on writing some reviews for that branch.
Either way we finally have some money so we feel better about our overall situation. Life thought we were having too much fun out here in Mexico and decided to rough us up a bit. We will move on. We are thinking about getting out of Cancun this weekend and heading to Tulum for a change of scenery and some peace from this recently cursed city. Maybe when we get back it will treat us better then it has in the past three days and we can enjoy it some more.

I didn't feel like this was a fun pictures kind of post so I will post a few later. Hope to not have any other posts like this one. Until next time...