The description said "concrete floor," but we never figured out who they were kidding. Our lovely little cabana #8 was right on the beach, and to call the floor anything but sand was quite the exaggeration. In fact, everything was sand. The floor, the bed linens, the bed, our clothes, our hair. It was everywhere and everything. Without real walls, it was impossible to keep it out. But we didn't mind. We came to Tulum for the sand, and if that meant living it in... well, we were OK with that.
Arguably over-priced,
Cabanas Copal has one of the best locations along the Tulum Beach strip - fairly private, very quiet, with moderately-priced Coronas for us beach-bum types. But the place is tired, exhausted even, with rusty plumbing, wiry beds, and no electricity.
But for those of us with an adventurous sense of romance, the candlelight was unbeatable, the sound of the sea through the non-existent walls soothing, the constant breeze through the palm-frond roof cooling, and the creak of the old pipes atmospheric.
Showers are unnecessary when you live on the ocean, anyway, at least for a time.
If you aren't in a hurry and looking for some peace and quiet, check out the awesome
specials from Cabanas Copal and it's sisters Zahra and Azulik; the reduced prices make it completely worth it!
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