An Creative Writing of My Vacation
While on vacation in Acapulco Mexico, I also with my family and friends took a tour by boat to a small resort island. As we approached, I was struck by its beauty. I knew this was going to be fun, but had no idea that this place would be forever in my mind. Two natives dressed in bright colored tropical shirts greeted us at the dock. They escorted us to an open-air type restaurant with a thatched roof that was actually attached to the pier at which we docked. The restaurant had a casual atmosphere that made us very comfortable. The food was served buffet style, with an elegant array of Mexican and American cuisine.
The entertainment provided in the restaurant during and after the buffet was delightful. A ten-minute introduction to the Mexican culture was followed by an intriguing native dance, that was performed by a man dressed in an authentic looking costume consisting of only a rawhide g-string with a short apron in the front. His sandals had leather cords winding halfway up his legs. This dance told a story of a hunter and his prey. It was narrated by a woman who was also in costume. Brightly dressed Mexican men were beating drums and banging sticks, to provide the sound effects for the story. This was truly a great beginning to a wonderful afternoon.
Behind the restaurant was a low mountainous area, accessible by walking trails only. We hiked one of these trails, observing the brightly colored tropical plants and trees that flourished on this well maintained terrain. A beautiful waterfall added to the splendor, and when we reached the top, a lookout provided a panoramic view of the entire bay. What a breathtaking sight. There was a bar here, and after a cool drink we decided to head down. We took a different trail down that brought us to the base of the mountain. In front of us, about 150 feet was the beach. It was 90 degrees and the Mexican sun made the sand hot under our feet. However, a gentle breeze kept us comfortable.
On the beach we rented a cabana with a table, and beach chairs. There, we sat and enjoyed one of those big tropical drinks that has fruit on the edge of the glass and a small umbrella of its own. Staring out into the bay from my chair was possibly the most serene feeling I have had in all my life. There were many people around and they were making plenty of noise, but my mind was absorbed with the natural beauty of this place. It was
like none that I had ever seen before. Looking across the bay towards the mainland, with
all its hustle and bustle, I felt as if I had found paradise.
I had been to the ocean twice before, but only in the U.S., and never to a bay. Bay waters are much calmer, and therefore much clearer. In fact, that at a depth of six feet I was able to see a penny. The color of the water is also amazingly different from oceans water. The intensity of the blue color is almost fluorescent.
After we rested, we decided it was time to get wet, so we rented snorkeling equipment and entered the warm water. I had never snorkeled before, but it wasnt long before I felt comfortable. Most of my family experiences and mine were in very shallow water and I dont think it was even necessary to go down more than ten feet. The fish didnt seem to be bothered by our presence, and although I dont know what kind they were, I touched two of them, and there reaction was only to flip there tail. About forty feet out from the beach it was still only about seven or eight feet deep, and thats where the coral appeared. The feeling I had while snorkeling was something that no television or video could have given me. The vivid colors of the coral alone were enough to make this whole trip worthwhile. There were many different types of fish. Most of them with vibrant colors, varying in size from the size of a silver dollar, to the size of a foot or more in length. If youve seen the salt-water fish tank in a pet store, you know of the vibrant colors that I am talking about. But being in the water with these creatures of beauty, who seen to welcome your presence, is something that needs to be experience to appreciate. Swimming back towards shore, I kept thinking of how sorry I was that this part of the day
Back on the beach, the sound of a horn signaled the need to prepare for the trip across the bay. Fortunately, the boat that came to pick us up was not the same as the boat that dropped us off. This one had a glass bottom that enabled the passengers to observe everything beneath the boat. There was an experienced diver who was a part of the entertainment. He dived under the boat, and as we watched in awe, he grabbed the tail of a three-foot shark, pulling himself closer enough to the sharks head for his head to be bitten. The diver began to pet the shark as if it were only a puppy. We also saw other fishes as we made our way back to the mainland.
Once on shore we headed back to our hotel just in time to see yet another splendor, an Acapulco sunset. We made our way to the roof of the hotel, so that we could get a panoramic view. The rainbow of colors in the sky was more than you could see in any painting. There were hues of peach to deep orange, pale pink to deep fusia and purple. Gold was entwined throughout, and the sun itself was like a ball of fire. The colors kept changing, as if an artist was continually trying to improve on its beauty. The sunset lasted about twenty minutes, but the colorful streaks in the sky remained vivid for another half hour. I have never seen a magnificent sunset like this before.
Five years have passed now since that trip. In that time I have seen many beautiful
places, but none have made as profound an impression on me as that little island in Acapulco Bay.