Cenote Azul, May 24, 2019




Guess what I did today? I went swimming in another cenote. 
It was cool, it was full of amazing things. I laughed really hard for two reasons. One is that the fish 1,2, and 3 inch fish like to nibble on my feet. The other is that it's really funny when I am snorkeling and I can hear nothing but the sound of my own breath, and then I unexpectedly burp into the tube. Trust me, it sounds hilarious.
We went to Cenote Azul. A cenote is a sinkhole that leads to an underground river. Some cenotes are enclosed underground, some are partially enclosed, some open into the ocean, and this one is mostly open, unlike the others I've seen. This means it also has a greater variety of fish to admire while swimming with them. It's like swimming in an aquarium.
This place is fabulous right from the parking lot. It has the crazy designed trees, plants with huge green tropical leaves, iguanas posing here and there, and fossils in the rocks. The parking lot and trails are lined with rocks that have coral fossils in them. I loved it. 
This place is amazing because it has several small trails that lead to several small pools that are so picturesque. Then there is the bigger and deeper main area where people are diving off a deck and jumping off a cliff. We didn't have to go far to find a little quiet nook to gawk at the colorful fish.
Just walking the trails is quite peaceful. Watching all the other swimmers is fun. Ignoring the above ground things to admire everything underneath is great fun. The main deeper pool is wonderful, the other larger area is quite shallow and beautiful.
The water is cool. At one point I kept my arms to the surface so the sun could warm them up. I probably looked silly, but it worked.








THIS FISH WAS 4-5 INCHES LONG. HIS FRIENDS WERE WITH HIM.









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