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I would have never thought when Lydi took this bellydance class that she'd fall in love with it and continue practicing it for years. This teacher (who was only 15 years old at the time) was an excellent instructor as well as an amazing dancer in Progreso, Yucatan. ...
My birthday was roughly three days after our computers, passports, credit cards, and luggage were stolen. I don’t cling to high birthday expectations, but birthdays can add insult to injury when injuries are in the forecast. This January 14th though, I felt confident that we had lived through the worst of it having survived a robbery, a highway encounter with Mexico’s police, and losing the brakes on our ...
We had driven for three hours to try to find the Cauich family whose house had burned down while they were out on a posada in Yaxachen, Yucatan. We had decided to give them some money, roughly the amount we would spend on a fun weekend “out” in the United States since our trip to the destination was both entertaining as well as educational. The newspaper article that inspired the trip didn’t show “before” ...
We’ve seen Chichen Itza and Uxmal. We’ve even been to Palenque. We saw so many ruins in the Yucatan last year that it’s hard to remember which one was which. Every morning we go jogging along the beach in Progreso. We’ve had plenty of sun and sand. We were going to go get SCUBA certified until Lydian caught an awful cold on this trip. So last weekend we had to be creative to come up ...
I bought an air mattress before we left on this trip to Mexico, thinking that we were actually going to Guatemala. With the memory of Costa Rica’s various discomforts still fresh in my mind, I decided to scour the Denver REI for air furniture, hoping to find something that would cushion our delicate first-world bodies for the upcoming month in yet another third world country.I ended up in the camping ...
Enrique left Cuba because of communism. He came here for better opportunities. He is not remotely strange. He didn’t shake any rattling objects at Lydian or blow smoke on her. Sadly, there was no chanting. But according to some residents of Progreso, Enrique is a curandero. A witch. Maybe I missed a crucial piece of evidence that he dabbles in the dark arts, but the portly fellow we spoke to who wore a polo ...
The fireworks went on until the wee hours of the morning. When John left the house at 5:45 this morning, people were still partying. Last year, in 2011, we were in Palenque on New Year’s Eve, trying to escape from the obnoxious evangelist whose fire-and-brimstone voice echoed throughout Progreso from 7:00 PM to midnight. This year was much quieter, but since we essentially sleep in the open air with windows ...
Everyone seems very hung over and distant today. The streets are covered with trash. People are still wasted from their Dionysian escapades. I feel tired just congregating with them, probably in part because I didn’t get any sleep on account of them.Now that the New Year has hit, the on-season is starting here. Tourists are getting thicker along the malecon. More vendors have set up their wares along ...
I’m eating dates. That’s my snack of choice right now. Though they satisfy my hunger, they leave me emotionally unsatisfied. Perhaps I should have some peanut butter. Alas, there is no chocolate here that's edible for vegans. No bread. No jelly. And damn, I’m hungry.Lydian is finally feeling better. I can tell because she’s upstairs playing her guitar. A few days ago, I knew that she was still sick ...
I was afraid of returning to Progreso for fear that we would merely have a repeat experience of last year, God forbid. Not to say that last year was bad. It wasn’t. On the contrary, I really loved Progreso, but I just don’t want to be bored or puss out when grander travel experiences beckon. Needless to say, on our trip this year to this little city in the Yucatan, I’ve been surprised by many things.We ...
This evening, we got our first glimpse of the furnishings in our new vacation rental. At 5:00 PM we got to move our things into the house. Shortly after that, “Rueben” arrived.Rueben is a tall white fellow with a long pony tail. Marta told me (in rapid-fire Spanish) that he is a friend and a student. Based on what I heard her say, he came every day to the Idiomas school to learn the Spanish language. I ...
The vacation rental was supposed to be ready yesterday. Yesterday Marta told us the house would be ready this morning, but it’s 4:20 PM right now and we’re still taking up residence at the Café La Habana on the malecon here in Progreso, Yucatan, sipping coffee and watching the waves roll in from the Gulf of Mexico. It's not a horrible situation, but we haven’t really seen the house we'll be living in yet. I ...
Whenever I glimpse my own craziness or frivolous behaviors, I start referencing various religious perspectives to justify my behavior. What would the Christians say? Well, it’s Christmas so I suppose if I were truly good or godly or whatever and not just another everyday Jane trying to cope with the grim realities of life on earth, I would probably give the money from our flight to Mexico to some poorer, ...
So we haven’t moved into our vacation rental in Progreso quite yet. Supposedly, the place will be ready at five o’clock tonight, but we’ll see if we actually get there. We learned today that the place that we’ll be staying will not have internet until January 4th, which I think is probably acceptable because we have other places that we can go for internet, like the café that we’re sitting at right now. ...