Tulum is a small Coastal town about two hours from Cancun where people seek out eco chic huts to escape the overwhelming commercialism of Cancun. We stayed in a couple of these places - Coco Tulum and Posadar Lamar – and lovely they were despite the lack of electricity and presence of scorpions.
However when the battery drained on my laptop I decided we needed a little more of the modern comforts. So we moved down the beach to Cabanas Tulum. What it lacked in charm it made up for with 24 hour running electricity and wifi (I’ve realised there is a very strong correlation between my happiness and the speed of my Internet connection. Yes, I know. I need help).
This became our home for six days. And we mostly lazed on the beach, because that really doesn’t get old, broken up with a bit of kayaking and visiting the Mayan temple up the road, which is the real reason for Tulum’s existence.
Tulum ruins are by far the prettiest I’ve seen yet. Nestled in a cliff top overlooking the Caribbean sea are the crumbling ruins of temples and houses. It’s dedicated to Venus – the evening star. And above all the doorways you can just make out the remains of the figure of the falling god – an upside man who represents the setting sun.
As soon as I arrived I had the overwhelming sense I’d been there before. Everything was so familiar and I instantly knew my way around. I was just wondering had I perhaps been a Mayan princess in a past life (a princess unnaturally, no one is ever a cleaner in their past life) when I remembered: Tulum was a level on Tomb Raider.