Where The Sunset Meets the Ocean : Playa Del Carmen Mexico

Caribbean Breeze

            The fusion of deep blue and aquamarine reminds me of the Caribbean, where every palm tree has a hammock for someone, and each person gets lost in the serene peace that sways off the tongues of every wave. The multicolored hermit crabs play an endless game of tag with the tides sweeping across the sand.  Shells scrape across my feet withering my dead skin away, giving me nature’s pedicure. Each step leads me further into forever where there is nothing to do but relax in the tranquil silence showering over the coast. Every footprint pushes me further away from my past and closer to the orange haze on the horizon. Dreams of meeting the sunset in an euphoric paradise become a reality.  The sun steams in the atmosphere, slowly browning the bodies littered across the beach. Scents of sun tan lotion and the sweet coconut buzz of pina coladas drift into my nostrils.  Having no intention of lifting a single finger for the next few hours, the leaves decide to pick up a warm tropical breeze that soothes my every ache and pain.  Marimba players gently stroke the thick, wooden keys with vibrantly colored yarn mallets. The atmosphere is filled with steady, mellow rhythms  of harmony and melody intertwineing to reveal the beautiful simplicity of relaxation. Chiming notes fall into my ears as sleep creeps willingly into my eyes. Every woven strand of the hammock curves to my body and rocks me like a baby.  Each second spent in the hammock is a memory of my escape to a different life, atmosphere, and place in time. Looking up into the powdery blues and pastel teals of the sky places my head into paradise one last time until my eyelids demand to be shut until the celestial morning lights appear. Easing my mind and slowing my pace, the magic of Mexico spins me into a vortext of senselessness, where I loose time and myself.