Cute coatis

These fluffy cuties live with the guests at the hotel :)
They're coatis, a delight to watch and a big plus in favour of the resort.

Orange and green all over

This is Villa 57, where I stayed during my vacation in Mexico. The Grand Bahia Principe Akumal has some of the best kept grounds I've ever seen at a big resort.

 Colourful and clean, the resort is quite pleasant to walk around in.

IXIM, the Mayan word for corn

IXIM (pronounced "ee-sheem") is the Mayan word for corn and it's also the name of this huge sculpture. It sits in the middle of the lobby of the Grand Bahia Principe Akumal is it really is quite impressive. The plaque at the foot of the sculpture reads:
"IXIM
This magnificent work of art represents man in his eternal communion with the elements, animals and plants, existing in harmony with nature. In the ancient cultures of Mexico, corn (maize) was considered a sacred plant, which symbolized the kindness of the universe toward man, in providing him with sustenance. The intent of "Ixim" is to awaken in the human beings an awareness of the fact that they are only cells of a living being called "Earth", which will only survive if it attains harmony.
Sculptor: Renato Dorfman
Year: 2001
Height: 9 meters (29.5 feet)
Weight: 15 metric tons (16.5 tons)"

Impromptu

It was way too hot for me that day... I couldn't convince myself to get up off my beach chair but this photo was just begging to happen...

And here you have it - a hymn to laziness!

Hollow world

Big city, shallow people... right? Wrong.

New York means none of that to me. What it means is busy people, people trying to look busy, busy people trying to look laid back - in short, it means life as it is everywhere. We're all the same, basically. Everything else you hear is just stereotype, good for a laugh.

Take Trump, for instance - the name (and the man) stands for big buildings, big money... right? Wrong, if you ask me. If you ask me, it stands for thinking big. And it also brings something else to my mind: that big shiny hollow globe at the entrance of the Trump International Hotel near Columbus Circle in Manhattan.

Trust me, it's quite a sight!

From any angle... :)

Damn, I miss that city... the atmosphere, the hustle and bustle of the streets, the sometimes eerie peace and quiet of Central Park, the unexpected patches of green of the many small parks scattered throughout the city... and, of course, the squirrels.

 This big city? I guess it means home to me :)