This cenote also boasts some of the dumbest humans I've ever encountered. Ever.
Here I am (I call those bad boys my weight lifter arms and I blame them on the twins. Or is it the light? seriously funky addition) waiting to jump in. No one can accuse me of only posting flattering photos. Anyway. Back to the story. Everyone has to jump a minimum of 5 feet into the water from one side of the cenote. The problem here is that some fool decided to float on her back towards where everyone jumps in. That's why I look so
grumpy happy. How dare she make me wait to jump? I reserve that face for a very select few.
Here I was ready to grab one of these ladder hogs pictured, and, I don't know. Kick them. I kid you not. They were just hanging out. With absolutely no shallow areas to rest this is about the most inconsiderate thing one can do. By the time I got out and had to walk back up through the cave I was one tuckered out girl. I realize now I was one of the dumb ones. I didn't think to float on my back while I was waiting an eternity to get out, I just treaded water like my little life depended on. Wait. I guess it did.