I am both sad and happy to move on. Sad that I’m leaving Bolivia behind and happy for the new adventures waiting for me. The switch from Bolivia to Mexico, however, has been hard.. Going from comfy, dry 15-20 degrees to 100% humidity and 33 degrees has been a bit of a challenge. My skin also doesn’t seem to be made for that much sun, the first bottles of sun screen have already been emptied. But I’m getting there.
It doesn’t help that we arrived just shortly after a tropical storm which raised the humidity to a whole new level. But we’re coping and slowly acclimatizing..
The first few days we stayed in Tulum, a little touristy town a few km’s from Cancun with pretty beaches (even though they’re covered in debris from the storm at the moment) a Maya fortress and cenotes, waterholes in cave like settings.We did it all of course. The Maya fortress was originally overshadowed by something completely unexpected: A huge iguana at the entrance.. and then another and another.. until we stopped looking at them at all because they’re quite literally everywhere. We did also spot a coati to my sister’s delight. The ruins, themselves, are quite run down. There’s only a few walls standing and almost none of the decorations remain. It is, because of the closeness to the city also a very overrun place. Tourists from town flock to it and you’ll be alone among thousands.
But since the area is quite large one can still get the occasional tourist free glimpse and it is, after all, the only Maya fortress built next to the Sea making it quite unique.
From the touristy Maya ruin we went to a touristy cenote, but they all seem to be. Most of the ones we could reach by bike or public transport seemed to charge entry fees. We ended up picking one that was reasonably close so that we could go there by bike. The gran cenote consists of two such “holes” connected by a cave in which you can swim. As well as a second cave on the opposite side. In it live several types of fish and turtles, though I highly suspect that the turtles have been put there by the people managing the cenote. That doesn’t take away from the fact that the cenote is absolutely pretty, the water changes color from dark blue to turquoise and there are birds and bats flying in and out of the caves.. Or at least that’s my best bet since I wasn’t wearing my glasses.. I guess it could also have been witches and vampires.
The next day we went about an hour south to visit the national reserve of Sian Ka’an, where we marveled at the turquoise water once more, swam in it and watched turtles, dolphins and the reef..