At PDC we caught the next bus to Tulum. We walked to Charlie's Restaurant where we were to meet Barton, (person I had been in contact with for the past several months about the rental apartment we would be staying at). No Barton, so logged into the WIFI at the restaurant. Received an email from Barton and his telephone number. Of course, we can't call him so I asked the owner of the restaurant, Charlie, if he would call. The call was made and a plan of getting us to our apartment was made. We had a cerveza and supper.
Then we asked Charlie to call the taxi and tell the driver where we needed to go. We had no address of where we were staying. We left the restaurant with Charlie and ended up in his car. He told us he felt better driving us there than giving us to some taxi driver. Charlie knew where we were staying and knew Barton.
Charlie took us to the owner of the apartment's house, Anastacio. Charlie left and we got into Anastacio's red Mustang with his son and he took us to the apartment. The apartment is small, but clean and nice. Tomorrow we will deal with everything else.
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