I have wanted to go to Mexico since I was 16 years old and my high school Spanish class went there without me. (I would curse them all en espanol right now, if only I could remember how.)
Technically I did venture into Mexico one time when I was in college, but that was an accident, so it doesn’t count. I was driving in Laredo, Texas, and was looking for the mall there when I missed a turn and ended up in a lane of cars that was crossing the border whether I wanted to or not. Turns out it was easy to get into Mexico back then (1989 — no passports needed); getting back out proved to be a little more difficult, but that’s another story.
On this trip, I crossed the border — on purpose — with my husband, our travel agent and 157 other sun-starved Wisconsinites. We stayed at the Iberostar Paraiso Lindo resort in Riviera Maya, which was lovely.
I don’t know if I’ll ever recover from the trauma. But in the interest of science, I would be willing to go back again next winter to judge if there are any improvements in web connection speeds over the course of the year. Because I’m selfless that way and just want to do my part to make the world a better place.
In the meantime, let me fill you in on a little of what I was doing last week when I wasn’t blogging. Mostly, I was hanging out at some of the spots pictured above. But we did get off the Iberostar campus a few times. We went ATV-ing in the jungle and speed boating in the Caribbean one day. Jim’s idea. I am more of a coffee-shop-and-museum kind of girl, but I make a point of doing at least one thing that scares the Starbucks out of me when we are on vacation.
Don’t worry: Guides gave our group a five-minute tutorial on boat operation/maritime law before they strapped us into life vests and turned us loose into the Caribbean riptides. I’m sure we were all (more or less) perfectly safe. As far as I know, everyone who went out to sea in our group made it back alive. (Although I did notice when we were docking at the end of the day that one guy forgot where “neutral” was and rammed into the boat in front of him.)
On another day, we took a bus trip to a few historic sites on the Yucatan, including Hubiku, a “cenote” or sinkhole with a natural spring in it that the ancient Mayans considered a sacred place.
Visitors are allowed to swim in the spring water. But, frankly, as it was in an underground cave, which was a bit dank and musty (the smell reminded me of the dirt-floor cellar in the old farmhouse that I grew up in), we passed on the swimming.
After not swimming, we toured a small tequila museum, where they gave out free samples. (We did not pass on those.)
I tried the chocolate-flavored tequila. And then the cherry. And the mango. And then the chocolate again.
After lunch, we got back on our bus, where our tour guides passed out more tequila to us while we rode to the famous Leaning Temple of Chichen Itza.
No, wait. I think it was the photographer who was tipsy there, not the temple. Here’s a better angle:
The temple is called El Castillo or the Temple of Kukulkan. It’s the centerpiece of the Mayan ruins at Chichen Itza. Tourists were allowed to climb the steps to the top until eight years ago, when the powers that be finally decided it was causing too much wear and tear on the ancient stone.
Just looking at the ruins was awe-inspiring. Chichen Itza is considered one of the Seven Wonders of the World, and it’s the first one I’ve seen in person. (If I continue at my current pace, I should be able to cross all seven off of my bucket list by the time I am 336.)
I would have loved to have spent more time looking at the crafts, but my traveling companion was cursed with a bout of Montezuma’s Revenge by the end of the tour and was in no condition to stand in the hot sun while I picked out tchotchkes.
He felt better after we got back on the air-conditioned bus. But judging by the blurry finger he appears to be preparing to raise, I think he was a little annoyed with me for waving the camera in his face all day.
After Chichen Itza, we stopped briefly in the city of Valladolid to see an old Spanish church. Then we were on our way back “home” to Riviera Maya.
As you may have noticed, I took lots of pictures on our trip.
It couldn’t be helped. Everywhere I looked, there was something begging to be photographed.
Like the adorable little coatis. (We called them Mexican raccoons.) They are wild animals, but have obviously adapted to living amongst the tourists at a luxury hotel.
They were very friendly. Especially if you had french fries.
Then we went out to dinner, and afterward, we took a moonlit walk down to the beach, where we came upon this happy little tableau:
It reminds me of an image from a Pottery Barn catalog. (If Pottery Barn ran poorly lit, slightly out-of-focus iPhone snapshots.)
6 Replies to “Mexico: A tourist’s tales of tequila, temples and tableaus”
I loved reading about your trip, Lisa because it brought back so many memories of when I was in Cancun 11 years ago. I didn't know that one couldn't climb the steps at the Chichen Itza Temple anymore. I never did it, but my parents did many years ago. Aren't those iguanas amazing and kind of terrifying all at the same time? When we were in Xcaret, I grabbed onto the top of a stone wall to pull myself to stand on a bench. Little did I know that there was a a huge iguana right on top of that wall by my hand. When I realized it was right in front of my face, boy, did I scream! It just stared at me with its beady eye. My husband can relate and sympathize with your husband getting sick in the heat. My husband's face was actually green. Anyway…glad to hear you were able to get away to someplace wonderful and warm!
Great photos, so jealous!
This post brought back some fun memories. In 2004 I spent 2 weeks in Playa del Carmen going to language school. We visited the cenotes and climbed to the top of Chichen Itza. I sat at the top for 45 minutes too scared to climb back down.
Sounds like a fun trip! Since I've never been to Mexico…I definitely think you should go again next year and check out the Internet speeds…you must check it out for your readers! 😉
Well, you certainly did a lot more than I did last summer in Mexico. I sat my butt in a pool 3/4 of the time and had a waiter bring me pina coladas all day. The other 1/4 was spent searching out the perfect taco truck LOL
It looks like you guys had a great time though and the pictures were great 🙂
how great that you got to achieve this dream! your pictures are wonderful. we were in riviera nayarit last october, and it was beautiful. we saw those cute animals, too. we are going to cabo san lucas this fall, and i can't wait.