As there was no diving today we could have a leisurely morning. We went in search of a recommended tricycle food cart for breakfast. We were told that locals often have torta de cochinita pibil, slowly cooked juicy pulled pork inside a bread roll, before starting the day. No wonder why - it was delicious and very filling. To wash it down we got some freshly squeezed orange juice from the shop next door. And all for less than the price of one person's breakfast in the tourist zone.

Handily enough the cart was next to the stop for colectivos (like a minibus taxi with everyone going in the same direction and paying their own fare) departing towards Tulum. Following another local tip we got, we took a minibus to Paamul. We were dropped off on the main highway about 15min out of town from where it was an easy walk down to the beach on a dirt road. It is a gated beach area, but there is no fee to enter. The only requirement is that you cannot bring your own food and drink and thus our bags were searched by the security. Once through the barrier we walked across the caravan park, with fancy campers protected from the sun by thatched roofs, to access the white sandy beach. It was nice and quiet despite being Saturday. We managed to get ourselves a shade and beach chairs, which to our surprise were free to use. The rest of the day was spent reading, swimming in the turqose water and sunbathing - without forgetting the importance of staying hydrated. It turned out to be a cheap and relaxing outing.

Even though we were doing practcally nothing for the whole day, we were still pretty hungry and stopped for dinner at a local cafe, Andrade, by the city hall and central plaza, where we decided to order something that we had no idea of what it was. David got Chiliqueles Verde con Pollo and Maria decided on Tamal de Elote. Both were tasty, but cannot say we would be much wiser on what we ate exactly. Maria's was some sort of corn flour paste with maybe turkey wrapped in banana leaf. David's resembled a thick soup with some green chili, lime, chicken and cheese.

When we left the cafe, the plaza was heaving with activity and loud music. Apparently there was a Catholic concert going on. Instead of getting all religious and joining the party, we got some of our chores done and took the laundry to be washed.