Aventura a Chunchucmil

Last year after I had a few days to rest from my broken wrist, my friends and I hired a driver from Montejo Rentals (Ricardo) and went on an adventure to Chunchucmil. On the way we went through several pueblitas.  Unfortunately, I don't remember all of their names and can't locate my notes, but I'll share as much as I can.  

Along the way we saw this casita and stopped to take a closer look.  The owner, a Mayan man, came out to greet us and to tell us about his land which had lots of fruit trees, mainly mango and lime.

Maxcanu

Maxcanu (the "x" is pronounced "Sh" in Mayan) boasts a regional mercado.  You can't miss it's bright green color in the city center.  This market serves many small towns in the area.  There are a couple of places to stay and to eat, but it's pretty out of the way, so if you stay there, you should expect a slow pace and tranquil setting.  

 

 

 

Another stop on the way to Chunchucmil was Hacienda Santa Rosa.  We parked and walked onto the grounds.  It was rather misty there and the jungle had such a magical feel.  Sometimes when I visit archeological zones or very old buildings, in the quiet of the moment I can almost feel the presence of the people who built and lived there. Santa Rosa is a luxury hotel in a mid-19th century building which was formerly an important property for nobility during the height of the hennequin boom.  Here are a few photos:

 

 

 

 

 

End of Part I, Aventura a Chunchucmil.

Merida 4,0.

                          

Last year on this day, New Year's Eve, I had a little trip and fall which resulted in a fractured wrist.  Because it was so difficult to type, I only wrote the one post and nothing about my grand adventure to Maxcanu, broken arm and all.  I will write a little about that later. 

I arrived in Merida a few days ago to a warm welcome by friends.  Apparently because I have stayed in the penthouse for the past three years, it is now mine and automatically reserved for me every year.  This makes me very happy since it has a view of the city and my own patio.  This past year has been difficult for two main reasons.  First, the broken wrist.  My recovery from surgery has been slower than I'd expected due to some complications.  I didn't realize how much of my health and ability I took for granted.  It was a good lesson in humility.  The second reason is the political drama of the past year.  It's good to get away from it.  I did not expect to be so gutted from the election results.  I've been voting for 38 years and my candidate has not always won, but this year, many of the things DJT said felt so personal and I took his so-called victory hard.  In 2017, I will be more of an activist and fight against his bigotry, misogyny, xenophobia, and everything else that violates my values.  Today, at breakfast in a nearby restaurant, they had a TV broadcasting FOX news.

I think I may have to go back to the restaurant for dessert.