Cenotes

Cenotes are sinkholes with exposed rocky edges that contain groundwater. The Maya used them as wells, the Mexicans use them as tourist attractions. They are quite beautiful, though. They come in two varieties: above ground, and in caves. I went to a couple in cave cenotes today that were awesome. The hostel suggested I rent a bike for P$15/ hour, or take a colectivo (P$20), or catch a cab (P$50) to cover the 7km between here and there. In the spirit of cheap traveling, I chose to walk. Stupid. 7km is pretty far, especially when it´s along a freeway and you are getting honked at by every Mexican who drives by. Yes, I am white. I´m aware. An hour and a little later, I finally arrived. Luckily I had stopped at a grocery store and picked up some lunch (donut), the thought of which really pulled me through those last couple km.

The first cenote (Dzitnup) was the more popular of the two, and a little more devoped. The only natural light comes in through a small hole in the ceiling. I caught it at just the right time of day when the light comes in directly and illuminates the water. The water was a bit nippy, but there were some fish in there and it was a nice little swim.

The second cenote (Samulá, conveniently located right across the street) was equally beautiful, in a different manner. Unfortunately I didn´t catch a more explanatory picture, but the things you see stretching down from the hole in the ceiling there are the roots of a tree. The tree is precariously perched very near the hole, but it is never wanting for water.On the way back I had resolved to pay the P$50 (which is less than $5. . .) for the taxi. I had gone for a run this morning and surprisingly that donut and some fruit was not enough food to support another 7km walk. Luckily, I happened to walk out at the same time as some hard bargaining Mexican ladies who talked the cabby down to P$20 per person. They were pushing hard for P$15, but in the end that 40 cents wasn´t worth waiting around for.

Now, off to get some tacos. Tomorrow I leave for Caye Caulker, Belize. The journey will be a messy mix of busses and boats, but I´m trying my best to get to a beach for Christmas. If I can´t have family, at least I will have a tan.

Dzitnup

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Samulá