(^24) Izamal – Merida - 70km
The ride to Merida was fascinating, past communities steeped in
history, fascinating cultures, and exciting architecture. A sudden
downpour soaked us to the bone, but it soon cleared allowing us to
proceed to Merida.
The Hotel Trinidad was a weird and wonderful place. It was not quite
a hotel or hostel but a pleasant jumble of rooms adorned by the
strangest art, antiques, and junk. The place even had a pool set in a
hidden garden. Our abode offered two bedrooms, a bathroom and a
kitchen area. As I intended to seek out the American Embassy to
apply for visas I booked the room for five days (seeing it was a
Friday) and fortunately received a substantial discount. However, I
couldn’t imagine myself in the same place for five days!
Hotel Trinidad was smack bang in the heart of the Historical Centre,
and fun to explore the town in the company of Mexicans and tourists
alike.
The following day, the online visa applications were completed, fees
paid, and appointments were made at the Visa Office and the
Embassy.
Sunday came with a bang and, upon closer inspection, we discovered
it was Independence Day. Parades continued throughout the day and
the centre became a hive of activity and featured food stalls and
souvenir traders. I tried capturing the action on film, which was quite
impossible considering the crowds.
leana
(Leana)
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