Ok, so we have been a little bit lax in our updates of this journal, but not to worry this is our last entry in Mexico…..thank God! When we last left off we were spending our days in Tulum exploring underwater caverns and wrestling with barracuda in the Caribbean ocean. So, to cap off our Yucatan peninsula experience we decided to venture inland a little bit to visit the ruins of Coba and Chichen Itza. Coba is a small out of the way ruin with several beautiful ball courts and one of the most extensive collection of Sacbes (sacred white highways that stretched for miles in the Mayan world). You may notice from the Pictures of the ruins that Rachel and I seem to always be wearing the same clothing, and you might think that we somehow managed to see two different ruins and travel across the country all in one day. While I like that story the truth is that laundry service is hard to come by and we are really much to finicky in the U.S. when it comes to changing clothes everyday. Ok on to Chichen Itza, this is one of the only ruins in the Mayan world that is pretty much fully excavated, at least the central plaza. This place must have been a true marvel of engineering in the Mayan’s day. You can clap your hands from anywhere in the central plaza and it echoes throughout the whole place, not only that, but if you stand in front of the main pyramid and clap them the whole thing reverberates and a high pitched buzzing noise is produced. We spent most of the afternoon looking around the city and browsing through the wares that the locals sell here. My second regret of the trip is that we didn’t get a carved jaguar head. After leaving the ruins we went to a local cenote called Il-kil, on first glance we were very disappointed because there were hundreds of people milling around a restaurant and tourist shops that cover the grounds leading to the cenote. However, upon actually seeing the pool we were suitably impressed. A whole in the ground around one hundred feet deep and 80 across is filled with crystal clear water and strangely enough a ton of small catfish. You can see in the picture the small black dots just below the water. There is a path in the wall to climb down and a platform built off to one side to jump from about 20ft. Rachel conquered her fears and went diving in several times. After cooling off here we began the journey back to the coastline. As it’s the end of the dry season it is truly hot topping out over a hundred every day. This is not the first time that we miss having A/C in the car. It was one of those days where having the windows rolled down actually makes it hotter. It was getting close to the weekend so we decided to spend a few days in Playa Del Carmen. Playa is a very European feeling town, with a vibrant nightlife and all the amenities you would expect from a major city. We managed to find a room right across from the beach with A/C and Cable T.V. and since we had been camping and staying huts for the last two weeks it we barely left the room for three days. We did venture out for long enough on Friday night to get thoroughly drunk at a local disco called Captain Tequila. I think we were the only gringos there, and we both spent the night salsa dancing on the packed dance floor. Once we had had our fill of A/C and TV we decided it was time that we started on one of the other six countries we still had left, so we packed our bags into Panamared, and headed south to the Belize border. I promise more soon, as i’m going to try to catch up to up to date within this week.
Droopface and Thunder Bags.