Arriving in Mexico it seemed everyman and his dog had the same idea of escaping the horrible British weather. Cues backed up as jets whizzed into Cancun airport. Sadly, we got snarled up in it all, which took an age to get our passports stamped! The following morning however, any stress melted away as we tucked into a proper Mexican breakfast before the trails and tribulations of tackling up.
~Fresh fruit and squeezed pineapple juice followed by eggs then toast drizzled with Yucatan of honey set us for the day ahead~
Some of the group preparing for battle decided the pool table made a good camp
