It’s been four nights at Merida’s Dolores Alba hotel, an unexpectedly long stay. Since we arrived on Christmas, when it was completely deserted, Mexican, European and American tourists have been gradually arriving. By Tuesday, breakfast time is loud and busy.…
Mexico Day 7: A thousand flamingos and high-speed boats.
The time-zone advantage is long gone and the extended days are catching up to us. No one is up before 8am and we struggle to get on the road by 9:30. The Creekmores have never been good at early morning…
Day 6 Mexico: Recalculating… the directions to hell.
I arranged our itinerary to be in Merida on Saturday night and Sunday, the days on which the city is supposed to have elaborate street fairs, big open markets and many festivals. We are unimpressed. It’s a lively, friendly atmosphere.…
Day 5 Mexico: Creekmores take a siesta.
After the Christmas holiday, the capital of Yucatan state comes back to life quickly. Merida is, by travel accounts and our limited experience, a sweet town enjoyed by tourists and Mexicans alike. it’s busy with cars and crowds but we…
Day 4 Mexico: Conquering fear at Ik-Kil cenote and a stolen wallet.
Merry Christmas! With glee, the kids open the small, unimaginative gifts we brought for them deep in the suitcases. We opened the larger gifts at home, and it has already been explained (a thousand times) that Santa will leave presents…