Wednesday, August 8, 2012
6:30 am, a final blast of Ernesto’s howling droning rumble and rain and it settled down a little bit. It was finally subsiding Winds still very strong, but not nearly what they’d been. The sun crept out of the clouds a little bit and the surf had calmed down. It was the morning after. The beach was strewn with debris. No surviving turtle nests in site.
We finished packing up, had a little breakfast and headed out into the cloudy, rainy, windy weather to make a run for the airport.
Bouts of wind and rain pushed us all over the road and handicapped visibility. Debris from the storm was all over. Downed trees, torn up road signs and billboards, and giant puddles adorned our trip to the airport. Traffic was light, but slow going at times in the rain. Overall, it wasn’t that bad getting to the airport. All the way up through Playa del Carmen, Puerto Morelos and Cancun the wind and rain was still very present. We returned our car, arrived at the terminal, went through security and waited for our plane. We were ready to leave Mexico (but mostly Ernesto) behind.