Revenge Of The Nerds IV: Nerds With Snorkels

Morning was free and then I took all those interested (or those that weren’t too cheap to pay) to go to Hidden Worlds Cavern Snorkeling. Hidden Worlds is a company that runs snorkeling and scuba trips to a system of underground cenotes on a patch of land just north of Tulum. As I was leaving to drop my passengers off there I passed another tour leader heading into camp. So after I dropped them off I headed back to hang out and talk shop with him. His name is Jeff and although I had never really met him before we spent the whole 2 ½ hours shooting the shit. Made plans to meet him on Sunday to watch the Packers – Vikings (he’s from Minnesota) game in Puerto Adventuras.

After I picked up my nerds we headed back to camp and got ready to go into Playa Del Carmen for the night. It is surprising to see how geared up some people get to go out. Even though we are on a camping trip, some people still manage to bring their best threads (even high heels!) along.

I gave the crew a couple of hours to explore Playa, which basically means walking up and down the touristy 5th avenue. I went to a bar to waste some time and ran into a couple of my passengers. I was sitting at the bar when a little girl of about 7 years came and climbed her way onto the bar stool next to me. She sat up and asked the bartender in Spanish for a cup of water. There she sat confidently and relaxed drinking her cup of water at the bar. A couple minutes later she turned to me and asked, in English, if I could watch her cup for a couple of minutes. When she returned she sat up like she owned the place and grabbed the tray of limes. I thought her confidence was funny so I began to talk to her. Turns out that she is a 7 year old German girl on vacation with her mom, but what amazed me was her fluency in English, Spanish and German. Her grasp of language was amazing. Anyways, she asked me to help her squeeze limes into her water and I soon realized her plan. She had come to the bar without any money so she was making some free lemonade. After I squeezed enough limes to fit her specs, she went to the closest table, grabbed the sugar and added it to the glass. Then she kicked back and watched the drummers that were playing onstage. I found the whole situation to be hilarious. She was a really smart little girl.

I met my group, had dinner and then proceeded down to the Blue Parrot, a bar/dance club right on the beach, to watch the nightly fire show and have some drinks. Some drinks turned into many drinks and then next thing I knew my group had me doing the robot to Sean Paul and Shaggy songs. After that it was all over. Rather than take a cab back to camp and then get one back to town in the morning I decided to sleep in my ride. I woke up the next morning sitting up in the driver’s seat of my van… a true sign of a good (well, at least drunken) night out.