February 10, 2022
Travel Tales: Punta Langosta
As human beings, each and every one of us has a cherished real-life experience that we yearn to share with the world. Something that we are either proud or embarrassed about, something in which we simply find nostalgia. Travels, silly mishaps, successful achievements, and warm family interactions are some of the many events that will forever be placed in our long-term memories. If there are any real-life stories that you yearn to share—it can be ANYTHING—email our Driftwood advisor to share it here. Aim for 150-250 words. The cruise ship docked at the harbor of Cozumel, Mexico. As I awoke, I found that the weather on the promenade was fine and favorable. Waves of turquoise saltwater crashed on the beaches of warm sand that stretched across the island, and the air was perfumed with warm tropical aromas. The town of Cozumel appeared to be quite ritzy, with beautiful palm trees and well-paved roads bordering the luring shops. It was 2015, and my family and I were experiencing an exhilarating vacation that would never escape our memories. As we boarded off the ship with our cameras and IDs in hand, the dock called us to make our way towards the tourist traps that enriched the town. “Don’t drink the water,” said the crew as we made our way. Punta Langosta was the destination we went to, a massive plaza with authentic artisan shops. In the entirety of this bustling place, there were performers, “living statues” painted in gold or silver. They stood as still as possible with straw hats beside their feet used for collecting money. There were stalls of jewelry and clothing, stalls with souvenirs and knicknacks, as well as traditional eateries serving delicious delicacies. I bought myself a poncho and a couple of shelf decorations, which I still own. The beach was fine and divine, although loud and crowded. It was a very special moment as I stuck my feet into the water, as it was my first time setting foot in the ocean. Inclement weather ruined the rest of the day as my family and I took refuge back in the ship. It was a short visit, but one I will surely not forget.
—Connor Tuthill, Travel Editor