Mexico’s a fine place to point the bow—warm water, good holding, and plenty of reasons to linger once you’re tied up or snug on the hook. The sailing part is usually the easy bit.
The first day ashore can feel like running errands in a town you’ve never been to, with three offices that don’t share a desk and a clock that keeps its own rules. Some mornings it’s all smiles and stamps; other days you’ll swear the ink ran out nationwide.
Show up rested, tidy your paperwork like you’d stow a locker before heavy weather, and keep a little patience in reserve. It pays off fast from Isla Mujeres down past Cozumel and along the Costa Maya, where the cruising gets good once the formalities are behind you.