drunk sun love

I should leave the Yucatan to myself...Not share what it has meant to me and what it is. Keep it all to myself. But I'll continue to open myself up to you and share this experience that will forever shape the man that I am and the man I will become every tomorrow.

*Work on bettering yourself and you better the world*

Merida to Valladolid to Isla Mujeres to Cancun to Holbox

I'm not done yet with Mexico, but the time is ripening for me to move on. I love this country. I love the food, the people, the air. Love. This is the longest I've been in any other country other than the U.S. I'm glad it was Mexico first. Our neighbor. One of the two. A brother of North America. A country few of us will ever experience. Fear? Rubbish (as my English friends would say). If you want fear, fear why you worried about me going to Mexico. Why are those thoughts in your head? How did they get there? I still practice common sense. This trip is still barely one quarter accomplished, so of course something terrible could still happen, but I'm never going to let that "if" stop me from walking through that door. The learning experience is far too valuable. One life.

My very first blog talked about why I'm here. A strange coincidence I could not ignore. I sign. Trust me. I still have idea where I will end up from all this. When I get serious about thinking about my life after my money runs out and I think about how I should consider my career once again, I still feel a bit uncertain. Will I ever feel ready to be at the same job in the same place for 25 to 30 years? Is that my purpose? I drop thinking about it and realize I have a year and half of experiences still to live before that question needs to be answered.

Arriving back in Merida was special because it was the very first city I'd ever been too in Mexico. It's one of the reasons I've been nearly six weeks now in this country. The best part this time happened to be the free breakfast at the hostel I stayed at. Fresh cut pineapple, melon, papaya, watermelon, and bananas. Fresh hot rolls, cereal, and yogurt. Coffee and tea. ALL YOU CAN EAT. Oh...the best part, you also get a fresh two egg omelet with tomatoes, onions and and cheese. Caliente? Just ask for a sprinkle of habanero. I debated staying longer just for the breakfast. It would not have been an unreasonable decision, but I was on a fast leg on my journey and decided to revisit Valladolid for an evening, another city I visited on my first trip to Mexico in April of 2009. I re-rented a bike and returned to cenote Diztnup. Cenotes are underground caverns filled with crystal blue spring water. The cost to enter increased from $25 pesos to $52 in the year and a half since I was last here. I now didn't have enough money to hire a six year old to guard my bike, buy a fresh coconut with a straw pushed in to slurp the juice, change euros to pesos for small children at a fare rate of 15 to 1 and also go to cenote samula which also raised its entrance fee to $52 pesos. I was irked, but there was nothing I could do. I wasn't going to ride seven kilometers back on the bike with bent peddals and half inflated tires. I was renting it for ten pesos an hour. The equivalent to about .85 cents. I guess I got my moneys worth.

I went to Isla Mujeres for four nights and Cancun for one.

I'm now in the sleepy Isla Holbox. The weather isn't great, but I still get a great feeling from this place. I have a dorm style six bed sand floor cabana for a $100 pesos a night. I wrote a haiku about a pelican. 5-7-5 write?

"The Pelican"
Constantly alert
Unsuccessful, yet alive...
...Bird fishing - SUCCESS!