Xpuha beach
We spent the morning in the pool at the hotel, then, when Ik-kil cenote across the street was open, we walked there and entered.
I had shown both kids pictures of the cenote and asked if they would swim and both assured us yes. Of course when it came time to go in, both were reluctant. Ellie eventually went in and made it halfway with Christine until she looked down into the depths and got freaked out. Dd got in to his waist and saw the fish in the cenote and decided to not go in anymore. The cenote was quiet for the first 12 minutes until a couple bus loads of Italian tourists showed up and it was loud after that.
We drove back to Piste to get some lunch.
Christine wanted to buy some fruits and veggies but everything looked pretty tired. 

We had some great tacos and quesadillas and Dd announced that he could eat the chicken quesadillas for the next 1000 days.