Dog sitting in Celestun

Celestun sunset

My navigation skills were put to the test on the way to Celestun when, through no fault of my own, we found ourselves travelling in the wrong direction to Chochola. A week without Cadburys was blamed and a quick 'retourno' got us back on track towards two days of relaxation on the beach at Casa Celeste da Vida.

We were greeted by Wanda who immediately made us feel at home, and reading Richard's mind, brought us a couple of cold beers. The huge beach house was built from scratch about five years ago and sits on a stretch of beautiful white sand. We had a self catering apartment, but it had a massive office type water cooler bottle for us - so thoughtful.





Richard and Baby



Breakfast with the spaniels

Wanda explained that they breed Spaniels and had eight living with them, so apologised if we heard a lot of barking. We said it was no worry as we both loved dogs, and soon hoped to have a miniature schnauzer of our own. As well as the spaniels, there was another dog called Baby. She was a stray who turned up one day and just never left. It only took Baby a few minutes to see that we had arrived and she came to welcome us. She was adorable and so gentle, but had some scars of her time as a stray.

We were immediately attached and Baby came everywhere with us. She sunbathed on the beach with us, digging a hole in the sand to cool herself off when she got too hot. She walked into the town with us when we went to get some food for dinner, and even stopped off in a beach bar for a quick drink with us. We did catch her up to her old stray ways and told her off for looking in a bin for scraps. She looked pretty embarrassed.

Walk along the beach with Baby and Scooter





Baby on the beach

We started the next day with a lovely walk along the beach with Baby and the youngest spaniel, Scooter. I was in my element, and my mind drifted to morning beach walks with Colin the miniature schnauzer in the future post lottery-win bit of our lives.