Aventura numero dos

April 27th, 2010 § 1 comment

We’ve started the second part of our adventure, having left central Mexico, and its cooler climes, to arrive yesterday in the Yucatán, and its hot, humid stickiness. Gone is the urban sprawl of Mexico city, and the old silver towns with their stacks of colorful homes in the mountains to its north. Here, the land is flat as far as the eye can see, with a tangle of jungle, one with a rather petite height, on both sides of the road.

It seems to me that many more people speak (or understand) English here. I have gotten used to answering questions in Spanish, and though my responses are minimal and to the point (often, yes or no), the response I get is, “Habla español?” “Hablo expañol muy poco,” I reply while pinching my index finger and thumb together to show that I’ve nearly used up my entire vocabulary.

We visited some ruins today called Ek’ Balam. They’re close by to Valladolid, where we’re staying for 2 nights on our way to Mérida. We’ve stayed here before, about 10 years ago, back before there was Domino’s Pizza in Mexico. There’s one right next door to our hotel–a slight disappointment that this rustic old colonial town has had a good scrub and modernization means an American pizza chain. I say slight because it’s wrong to expect the quaint and wonderful places–the ones trapped in the past that don’t necessarily want to be a time capsule, but are that way because of economics or other misfortune–it’s wrong to want these sorts of places to stay backward for our amusement.

Still, despite the Domino’s, Valladolid has the same Spanish colonial charm I am getting quite familiar with from our travels through Guanajuato and San Miguel de Allende. If only the picturesque and colorful towns did not mean the demise of the buildings and culture of the former inhabitants of these cities, the native populations. Here, in the Yucatán, it was the Maya who lost out.

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  • kimba says:

    I went to Valladolid on Benjamin’s recommendation and it was my favorite town in The Yucatan. Although I only stayed a few days *in* the town, I ended up spending more time there because I always seemed to be changing buses or going through there on the way to somewhere else, always stopping for a walk or a meal. It’s literally at the crossroads in The Yucatan. I had heard that they repaved the colonial streets, but even so, I’d love to spend a winter there.

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