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Isla Holbox

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  • Day2

    Welcome to Paradise

    October 12, 2018 in Mexico ⋅ ⛅ 27 °C

    Nach 12 Stunden Flug sind wir gestern in Cancun gelandet. Es war jedoch klar dass wir nicht lange in der Touristenhochburg bleiben, also haben wir heute die Fähre nach Holbox, eine kleine vorgelagerte Insel vor Yucatan, genommen. Strahlender Sonnenschein (hat die letzten Tage wohl etwas mehr geregnet) und tolles Essen, uns könnte es schlechter gehen. Die nächsten Tage sind erstmal Entspannung angesagt, danach... mal schauen:)Read more

  • Day55

    Holbox

    November 23, 2016 in Mexico ⋅

    Holbox ist sooo schön - Holbox erinnert mich an La Punta 😍 eigentlich reicht hier eine Nacht nicht aus, aber trotzdem sind wir heute mit dem Bus nach Chiquila gefahren und ab dort weiter mit der Fähre nach Holbox, um einen Tag und eine Nacht mal dem unmexikanischen Cancún zu entfliehen 😀

  • Day69

    Holbox

    October 11, 2018 in Mexico ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    Ich bin 4 Täg uf de Insle Holbox gsii und han det d'Mirj und de Dominic troffe 😊. Sie sind scho es Ziitli dete gsii und händ ehn Roadtrip für die nöchste 3 Woche planed. Zerst hämmer aber no paar täg in Holbox gnosse.

    Ah mim erste Tag sind mer uf ehn Inseltour. Mit ehmene Böötli sind mer vo Insle zu Insle tuckerled. Mer händ Flamimgos und Pelikane gseh, händ ih ehnere Cenote baded und sind im warme Wasser um ehn chlini Insle ume gloffe. Söscht hämmer ned viel speziells gmacht ussets gnosse. Mer send no chli go lädele, im Meer und im Pool go bade und händ immer mega fein gässe 😋.Read more

  • Day4

    Von der Kokosnuss, der besten Pizza...

    October 14, 2018 in Mexico ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    ... der Welt und dem süßen Nichtstun..

    Heute ist der dritte Tag auf Holbox. Ausser dass wir fast von einer herabfallenden Kokosnuss erschlagen wurden (an dem Gerücht, dass mehr Leute von herabfallenden Kokosnüssen sterben als bei Haiangriffen, scheint was dran zu sein), ist nicht viel passiert.
    Den größten Teil des Tages verbringen wir faul am Strand oder beim Sport. Gestern konnte ich immerhin einem jungfräulichen Hobbcat-Besitzer zeigen wie man segelt. Er will noch einige Boote kaufen und eine Segelschule aufmachen. Vielleicht sollte er das aber erst selbst erlernen... Ich hab Arnold dann noch gezeigt, was er an seinem Boot reparieren muss und als Dank hat er uns einen 25% Rabatt bei seinen Kayaktouren zu den biolumineszierdenden Planktonfelder angeboten. Vielleicht machen wir das noch bevor es weiter geht.
    Außerdem gab es gestern die beste Pizza die wir je gegessen haben. Und zwar eine Hummerpizza (mit komplettem Hummer) in der Pizzeria Roots von einem, wie kann es anders sein, italienischen Besitzer. Das ist anscheinend die Spezialität der Insel und ja, sie ist dessen würdig.
    Einen Tag haben wir jetzt noch und dann reicht es mit dem Nichtstun, so langsam gibt's Hummeln im A...
    Nächster Stopp ist Valladolid, wo wir uns ganz der Maya-Kultur hingeben werden.
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  • Day13

    Leaving Holbox

    May 7, 2018 in Mexico ⋅

    Well, what can I say, Isla Holbox is a very cool place, and from the people that work here, very hard to leave. It’s been a fun week and met an awesome crew of people, so good in fact that we’ll all be in be same hostel in Tulum by tomorrow night. Fwends!
    The highlight was definitely all day gangseter golf cart drinking, so much fun! It doesn’t quite feel like Mexico as you can drink in the street and there are hardly any police. I didn’t get to see an flamingos, but plenty of mosquitos. Dogs everywhere here, all sorts, all just chilling out not really doing much. Kind of aimed it up!
    I couldn’t recommend staying at Hostel Tribu enough. Possibly one of the best I’ve ever stayed in, so hats off! Getting the 3pm ferry back to the mainland, should be in Tulum for sundowners 😎
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  • Day194

    Paradise Lost

    May 9, 2017 in Mexico ⋅

    Wow! Was für wundervolle vier Tage... Holbox ist wirklich eine Trauminsel! Nach dem Kulturstress auf dem Festland musste unbedingt etwas seichtes her, und wir hatten uns schon zu Hause überlegt, ein paar Strandtage einzulegen. Nur wohin?

    Wenn du in Yucatan baden gehen willst, hast du ganz grob drei Möglichkeiten. Du kannst dich auf einen der wenigen freien Strände zwischen Cancun und Tulum packen, zwischen der Landbevölkerung und krebsroten, dauerbesoffenen US-Springbreakern. Ist vielleicht nicht die beste, aber ohne Zweifel die günstigste Option. Du kannst dich aber auch in einen Hotelkomplex mit Privatstrand begeben, entweder an der Riviera Maya, oder auf der Isla Mujeres...das ist schon wesentlich angenehmer. Südlich von Playa del Carmen gibt es sogar riesengroße "gated Communities", ganze abgeriegelte und eingezäunte Städte mit eigener Infrastruktur, Shopping Centern, Restaurants, mehreren Hotels und schönen Strandvillen - und vor allem super sicher; mittlerweile ein nicht ganz unwichtiger Aspekt in Mexiko.

    Oder du fährst nach Holbox.

    Diese Option nutzen recht wenige Mexiko-Urlauber, da es etwas umständlich ist, auf Holbox zu gelangen. Nur eine kleine Landstraße fährt nach Chiquila, von wo aus die einzige Fähre geht, die dich nach Holbox bringt, und es gibt keine direkte Verbindung von Cancun. Deswegen sind auch Taxis dorthin recht teuer, und für Sammeltaxis musst du erst genug Leute zusammen haben, damit es finanziell erträglich wird. Selbst mit dem Leihwagen dort hinzugelangen ist ein wenig doof, denn auf die Insel kannst du es nicht mitnehmen - Autos sind dort nämlich verboten. Also musst du deine Karre für die Dauer deines Holbox-Aufenthalts in Chiquila parken...wofür du natürlich auch zahlst. Man kann sich vorstellen, dass der All-inclusive-Touri auf den ganzen Stress keinen Bock hat und lieber (je nach Geldbeutel) eine der ersten beiden Optionen wählt. Was wiederum dazu führt, dass Holbox momentan noch vom Massentourismus verschont geblieben ist, und sich dort eine sehr entspannte, hippieeske Community eingefunden hat, die das Gesamtergebnis nur noch angenehmer macht. Kein richtiger Verkehr, nur einige Golf-Carts und Fat Bikes. Keine Hotelanlagen, sondern hauptsächlich Villen und Häuser direkt am Strand. Niemand, der dir ständig irgendeinen Tourischeiß anbieten möchte, lediglich ein argentinischer Keksverkäufer, der dir zum Sonnenuntergang am Strand dauergrinsend seine "besonderen Cookies" anbietet. Alles und alle sind dort wirklich sehr laid back, und dazu kommt natürlich eine wunderschöne Insel, die zum großen Teil aus Naturschutzgebiet und traumhaft schönen, karibischen Stränden besteht.

    Als wir die Insel verlassen mussten, fühlten wir uns ein wenig wie Adam und Eva, die von der verbotenen Mango gekostet haben. Was für ein schöner Ort! Wir können euch nur empfehlen, irgendwann mal ebenfalls ein paar Tage hier zu verbringen.
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  • Day2

    the wooden house on Isla Holbox

    December 16, 2018 in Mexico ⋅ ⛅ 24 °C

    After spending the morning running around the magical garden at Mi Casa es Su Casa and reorganising the UNO cards so that Zoe and Mimi would have all the best cards in the pack, while i blogged and Ati napped, we finally set off. The girls we so excited - giggling, tickling, teasing each other in the back of the car. There was a lot of poo talk... and while their playing was mostly harmless, the lack of humour in their "humour" was offending Mr Sabbag. Trying to direct their attention to the magnificent scenery, i launched a game of "I spy". The obvious first choice was, "I spy with my little eye something that is green"... "trees". The road was lined with lush forest of millions of varieties of trees, the odd garbage burning sites. We passed through a few random villages, with a handful of colourful houses, shops (many abandoned).. the kind of villages you wonder what goes on there or how it got there. We asked the girls if they would want to live here... mimi gave a definitive "yes", based on her desire to be in a hot place year round... i guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree. Her dad would drop everything for a chance to be by the sea and swim every morning for the rest of his life...

    We arrived in Chiquila where we would leave the car. We greeted by parking attendants waving flags to attract passing tourists. We drove past them and straight to the port found the parking unattended so returned to the lady with the orange flag. Squeezed ourselves gracefully into a spot so tiny, one more piece of papaya and I would not have fit out of the car. The dutch boys before us struggled until Alex offered them my services. They didn't take them up, but invited the parking warden to do it for them. We collected our things and trecked to the ferry terminal. Alex got us tickets and then we raced to the boat. Got on with one minute to spare. As the boat left the port we were asked to sit down. Zoe asked, "why is it going so slowly?"
    It was nearing 15h and we had been up since 3:30am and had breakie at 8:30... the girls were clearly famished. I pulled out the crackers and we had a feast. rThe wind pick up and Zoe's pulled a marelyn, so i said, "I see england I see france i see zoe's underpants" We made up several versions to pass the time - I see england i see a vipper, i see baby ati's diapper" I see england I see hong kong, I see mama's thong and for the finale, I see england I see a rocker, i see papa's boxers!!"

    On arrival we noted the lush mangroves, abandoned boats washed up inside, one larger boat the must have beach 10 years ago and now was the home to a large family of birds. The water was still a mirky green, i.e. not the tropical Caribean clear waters we were expecting. We disembarked and decided to find a place to eat before going to our secluded house by the beach. We lugged our two suit cases, bags, baby bed, and hand luggage, with ati in the pram and the other girls marching along side. This island without cars was now overrun with heavy duty golf carts and all terrain vehicles. We walked straight by the taxi stand, and they muttered under their breath something in spanish which i took to mean, "all these taxis and the tourists choose to walk with their luggage..." I felt kinda bad but didn't expect to be going far. We walked about 800m in total I expect. Almost gave up at one point as we had to jump on and off the tiny sidewalk to avoid massive puddles from the rain that had come down almost a week before leaving massive puddles (read lakes) everywhere. After a bit of encouragement from the tourist information desk we made it the last 200m to Rosa (something). This wooden restaurant was part of a complex of restaurants, shops and rooms. We sat at a table by the road and watched the people go by. We were quick to order some breaded shrimp on a bed of coconut rice, some of the most amazing guacamole and home made nachos, spicy octopus, and margaritas for the kids and lemonade for the adults. We gobbled up our lunch and then the girls spotted some swings in the restaurant around a counter. This seems to be a trend in Holbox where rather than seats they put swings or hammocks. The kids swung which alex sorted out the bill and I tried to score a taxi. After asking a lady in a yellow golf cart if she was a taxi, we walked the extra 100m to find a taxi. Our home was not known to all, but someone seemed to know the way. We piled our luggage in and the kids and me faced backwards as we meandered through the roads, avoiding puddles where possible, and gliding through puddles where avoiding them was not an option. We drove for what felt longer than the 20min walk the host had mentioned... arrived at a house and the taxi said convincingly we were in the right place. We hesitated, but unloaded and made our way to the door. As we walked to the door we noticed a pair of running shoes and no code on the door. We were clearly not in the right place... in the head of the day, no GPS, no phone network, no taxi, no water and no idea where we were... we didn't panic but rather had a good laugh. Alex set off to explore the surroundings, while I stayed with our stuff. A kind lady peared her head out to ask what we were doing... when I explained she said she had not phone battery and could not help, but we were welcome to hang on the terrasse till we found out way. It wasn't long until alex found our place... just on the other side of this massive puddle. We removed our shoes and shuttled ourselves across one by one, bag by bag... made it to the house with about 100 mosquito bite between us. Pulled out the spray and began to settle in.
    Our wooden house was made with love and totally suitable for us... it was just a 20 min walk from the center, and just 10 min from the beach. We opened the fridge hoping to find water after this excursion and... nada! (just ground coffee and sweet and low!!). We still had a micro bottle of water from the plane that we shared between us. We got our swim stuff on and went for a dip.

    On the way to the beach we saw two huge lizards, and many houses under construction. Our beach was lined with mangroves and still didn't have the caribean blue colour we were expecting, but it had a feel of something that was about to happen. The kids were over the moon... ran in splashing and frolicking with glee! I carried baby ati and we got our feet wet. We made our way pack to the point where people were collecting for the sun set. Our beach was known for its sunsets. We thought about staying, the girls set up their towels for a lay down. Before the sun was down we realised that if we were gonna walk to town for dinner with the kids for dinner. So we packed up our stuff walled home, got our pyjamas on, sprayed up and headed to town.
    We didn't really know where we were going but Alex was quite confident it was straight. We started the walk barefoot so we could get through the massive puddle and the girls skipped gleefully down the dandy roads, following and enjoying the adventure. We laughed a lot as we searched for the best path not to step in the squishy and wet parts.
    We arrived in town and tried two restaurants recommeded on trip adviser, but they were closed. The kids were starting to express clear signs of fatigue. We went into the next restaurant that looked inviting. We up stairs..and the girls flopped over o to the table. They were asleep almost before we had chance to order. When the lemonade arrived we invited them to drink, held the strap their lips...but the were no vital signs!

    I ran off to get the breakfast supplies while our food was being prepared. I got back to find kids more asleep then ever. Alex and I enyed chocolate chicken, shrimp taco, and the breaded shrimp we got for the girls and a couple of beers.
    We got our share of sympathetic looks, and offers to help. When we finished our delicious meal, I ran down to get a taxi
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  • Day17

    Holbox - Paradisinsel

    October 3, 2017 in Mexico ⋅

    2 Tage chillen auf einer kleinen Insel. Traumstrand und entspannt Atmosphäre lassen einen gut entspannen :)
    Auf dem Weg dahin habe ich die berühmten Piramiden von Chichen Itza besucht.

    2 días relajando en Holbox. La playa buenísima y muy buena onda aquí en la isla :)
    En el camino visite las pirámides de Chichen itzaRead more

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