Category Archives: Mexico

Palenque – two wonderful waterfalls, the last ruins and a looong way home

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As we were not able to fly back to Cancun as originally planned, we had a different plan. From San Cristobal we booked a tour to the ruins in Palenque (about 5-6 hours drive), which also included the two waterfalls that we wanted to see. So we got into a minivan at four o’clock in the morning, and we drove to the first waterfall “Agua Azul”, where we were to arrive three hours later. Although the waterfall did not look like in the pictures in beautiful blue (it had just rained the days before too much), he is still (or just because of it) extremely impressive. And blue pools we had already seen in Semuc Champey :-)

Afterwards we went on to the waterfall “Misol Ha”, the highest waterfall of something (we can not remember exactly, probably it is the highest in the state of Chiapas). Also incredibly impressive, especially because you can walk behind the waterfall and walk in a small grotto, where another small waterfall including bats can be found.

In Palenque, we were then passed by the tour to look at the ruins of Palenque the next day. These were ushered on several sides as the most beautiful Mayan ruins on the peninsula. Like all the others, they are very impressive, but Tikal has been a little better in the jungle.

In the evening began the probably longest return journey of our previous “travel career”. At 17:15 we left the hotel to board the night bus to the airport to Cancun at 6pm. After about 12 hours we reached Playa del Carmen where we had 1 hour time for a small breakfast and then had to change to the bus to the airport. From Cancun it was then at 12 clock on the plane to Atlanta, where we should actually change into a plane to Munich. Unfortunately, the hurricane Irma made a dash for us. We had already been informed about his career for some time, which should not concern us, unless it would affect the flight operations in Atlanta and so it came unfortunately also:

Approximately 30 minutes before Atlanta, our pilot made a statement that due to Irma the wind speeds at the airport would be too high for a landing. However, as Irma did not go directly to Atlanta, we were expected to improve and our pilot decided to use the remaining kerosene to fly around Atlanta for half an hour before we had to drive an alternative airport. After about half an hour came the next announcement that the alternative airport was changed and we would have another 10 minutes to wait. A short time later the last announcement, it would look better and a few fliers would have already landed, so we dare now just a landing approach before we have to drive the alternative Charlotte. The American next to us was slowly but surely a nervous breakdown … It was then also the hardest landing we had experienced so far, the approach was strewn with air holes and just before the landing we stood noticeably in the wind, but it worked! What can you say, within 72 hours an earthquake and a hurricane experienced, not bad :-)

Unfortunately it should not go so well, because although at the beginning still our flight was (for the same reason as our flight) only two hours belated, we had to realize at the gate that our connecting flight had not reached Atlanta and we therefore have been diverted via Amsterdam. At least we were able to continue the same evening and even got $ 90 in the hand.

Also the flight to Amsterdam went then instead of at 8pm only at 11pm, as far as we have noticed this because of lack of ground staff by failures in the local traffic of Atlanta. But since we should have anyway 7 hours stay in Amsterdam, we were in this case relatively no preference and we enjoyed the food. The warnings of our pilot that this would be a very bumpy start (Irma was still raging), but then were a bit exaggerated, really bad was not the same. But maybe we were just too tired to get it. In Amsterdam, we were once again pressed for consumption (but this time läppische 20 €) and we waited relaxed for our flight and should arrive at 10 pm (finally) but unfortunately without luggage at home, after läppischen 45 hours: – D

San Cristobal – back to Mexico on shaky grounds

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The trip from Lago Atitlan to San Cristobal was praised us with 7-9 hours. We started at 6:30 in the morning and we arrived at 21:00. Exceptionally this was not the result of an empty promise, but simply bad luck (paired with a proper portion of bad organization). We were driven to the border (took about 4 1/2 hours) and should change there to a minivan, which exactly the same journey from the other direction had made. This had but due to a truck accident almost 2 hours late and we had to wait. But instead of getting us to Mexico, including immigration, we were waiting in Guatemala. When the van finally came, it took another 30 minutes until the drivers had cleared everything, then we were allowed into the stateless zone and were driven 2 km to the border to Mexico, where all the immigration papers had to fill …

Well, we were then somehow there and related our very nice AirBnB and just fell dead tired to bed. The next day the tour of San Cristobal was on the program and we took part in a free-walking-tour, which showed us mostly bars, restaurants, cafes, but also through the huge labyrinth of the resident market. In addition, there was a coffee, nacho and schnaps tasting in between and all for a tip. Very good! In the evening we booked a tour for the next morning in the Canon Sumidero, but there should be something a dash through the bill.

We were already in bed, when Kerstin was suddenly awakened by a shaky bed, and Tobi first struck a blow, he should stop wiggling. Relatively quickly, however, it was clear to us that it was an earthquake and so we quickly slipped into a few clothes, searched our passports and went out into the courtyard. Probably by far the most stupid reaction to an earthquake, but from where we should know better. We just thought it would get worse if we got worse our passports with us. Outside, we also had medium-sized panic, our hosts bounced relatively wildly through the area and talked in Spanish. Tobi’s demand, whether this is “normal”, but was clearly denied. When it was over after about a minute and shortly thereafter again electricity and telephone network was present, a wild telephoning went on, in the background always a siren as one knows it with us only from films over the second world war in air raids. When the Internet went again, we were able to get a little bit of information and realized that the earthquake was one of the strongest 8.1 and had occurred in the Pacific near the Mexican coast, and it was just because of the strength up to us Mountains (at an altitude of 2000m). After an hour we are then also back to bed, but the constant siren due to numerous aftershocks (supposedly up to 50 only this night) made the sleep rather uncomfortable.

In hindsight one can only say, lucky and a very memorable experience …

The next day, our trip was canceled halfway through the effects of the earthquake and we spent the rest of the day sightseeing before the next morning at 4am we went to our last stop Palenque.

Bacalar – almost couchsurfing

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After the longest (but very comfortable, which should still change …) bus ride of barely 5 hours, we arrived at our last destination in Mexico, Bacalar. Bacalar is known for the Laguna Bacalar, also known as “Lagoon of the 7 Colors”. But later on, we were picked up by our supernetten AirBnB Hosts Georgina (Mexican) and Andy (English) from the bus and transferred to their super nice house. Quasi inclusive were 4 chickens, 3 ducks, a Mexican squirrel and 4 cats, 3 of them only 6 weeks old 🙂

On the first day we chatted a little with our hosts, before we just relaxed with an ice-coffee in the lagoon, let the sun burn on the fur and after a refreshing bath in a hammock.

But now more to the lagoon. It is so called because the water here actually occurs in the most diverse blue tones. This is due to the different deep but incredibly clear water, on the other by several shallows, bays and cenotes. There are cenotes in the middle of the lagoon. The biggest difference is the water depth from 1.5m to 100m. Of course, we took a small chartered boat on the second day and we also swam in the cenote!

But before we did the boatstour on the second day, something happened, which has not yet happened to us. Tobi just came out of the water when a former fellow student from the bachelor came by chance. The world is just smaller than you think. With him, his girlfriend and his ride from Vancouver we chartered the boat.

In the evening, we informed ourselves about our planned transit through Belize to Guatemala and were a little bit surprised. Because when we wanted to book the bus, we were supposed to have 500 pesos (~ 25 €) for departure from Mexico, as well as 20 USD for entry and exit from Belize. I beg your pardon??? Georgina could not believe it and offered to smuggle us against the border. Sound funny and so we agreed.

Ok, fun aside, of course this should not be an illegal border crossing. Georgina simply said that the departure fee from Mexico was illegal and that she took us around the “free-zone” between Mexico and Belize around this fraud. And so it was then, we drove into the free zone, and actually the station stationed there wanted us also the 500 pesos abluchsen. But not with Georgina, after an approximately 20-minute discussion with the official and additionally his manageress, we arrived without payment. No idea how she did it, but it worked. And we did not have to pay the “entrance tax” to Belize, just the departure. But next time more 🙂

Mérida – collonial town and Dieter Bohlen

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Mérida was to become our first Mexican colonial city. Our visit was mainly limited to a tour of the town and a little walker through a local market (with super tacos :-)). During the tour of the town, we learned a lot about Spanish colonization, about the time during and after slavery, and the short-term prosperity of the peninsula on the basis of a cactus used to make threads.

In the evening we were lucky with a super delicious restaurant (which was more for Tobi than for Kerstin) and wanted to a concert of a Mexican songwriter / singer. Our guide said he was a much better writer than a singer, but a local celebrity. We remembered this description a bit about Dieter Bohlen, so we could not help laughing when he entered the stage. Because the guy actually had a certain similarity to our Dieter 🙂

The next morning we started at 7:30 in the direction of Bacalar.

Valladolid – Ruins, Ruins and more ruins

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For our third day we had booked a bus to Valladolid to visit the ruins Ek Balam and Chichen Itza.

After we arrived at noon and after a little search also found our hotel, we went directly with the Collectivo to Ek Balam. This time, the whole worked within minutes, because two other passengers were waiting, which also wanted to go in the direction. Ek Balam is a ruin with relatively few tourists, but with many impressive buildings. As you stroll through the buildings, you can guess what a rich culture and abilities the Mayans had before they left the ruins. In the area is also a nice Cenote, which we had for a short time completely for us alone.

The way back was then a bit adventurous, because actually should go back also collectivos. We had already hired to pay a little more, since we were alone, but not even a taxi at the parking lot was a bit surprised. Although several people told us that a Collectivo should come, but also after half an hour was not seen. We then asked a little bit, until the coach of a bus could tell us that probably no Collectivo would drive, but he could take us to the next village, so we can take a bus or a taxi from there. Told, we sat with 30 Portuguese on the bus and talked a little with the mayan-like tour guide. Arrived in this place there was already a Collectivo to Valladolid for 20 pesos ready. Lucky

The next day, we visited the Mayan site of Chichen Itza, one of the largest archaeological sites, including the great pyramid “El Castillo” (one of the 7 worlds) and the largest Mayas ball site so far (who did not know the Mayas ball game yet, The Wikipedia article to the heart). Fortunately, we were very early there, because when we were after about 3 hours, teemed with travel coaches. We do not want to imagine what it looks like in the high season …

Back in Valladolid we bridged the remaining 4 hours until our bus to Merida went off with a cenote right in the city as well as (again ;-)) tacos!

Off to Mexico – first stop: Tulum

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So the weekend was over and we were flying over Atlanta to Cancun on the Yucatan Peninsula in Mexico. As we did not want to do the Cancun, which was predominantly frequented by tourists, we sat in the airport directly in a bus to the Tulum 2 hours away with a short stopover in Playa del Carmen. Our hostel was a super interesting variant, we slept not in a room but in a wooden hut with a great ambience. We felt almost like in the middle of the jungle 🙂

Tulum itself is a kind of fishing village, which is famous for its Mayan ruins by the sea and attracts mainly day trips from Cancun. The village itself is nothing overly special, mainly hotels, tour providers and restaurants, but a good base for a few explorations. The next day we wanted to visit the ruins and cenotes (roughly, circular limestone holes filled with fresh water in the ground, where you can swim, snorkel and dive) from Coba about 45min by car. Since we absolutely wanted to try the so-called Collectivos, we went to the stop, only to wait about 1 hour to the next (nobody had said that the things only two times a day). But we arrived and still had plenty of time to climb the 42m second pyramid of the peninsula. Climbing over the ceded and steep steps is rewarded with a brilliant view of the surrounding jungle. Then we grabbed another bike and drove to a 6km distant Cenote, which is almost completely underground and can only be reached by a 2m wide hole over a wooden stairs. Back we went by bus, which did not start at 7 o’clock instead of 6 o’clock, but so slowly we realized that this is probably normal 🙂 In addition, the cost of the day excursion cost about 30 € including all rides and bike rental. Not even bad, right? 🙂

For the next day was the beach of Tulum and a little lazy on the program. We tried to get a glimpse of the ruins, as we were told from several sides that the ruins themselves are not worth a visit and only the location at the sea is exceptional. In the afternoon we went by bike to another, this time overground cenote with turtles 🙂

After Mexico is almost complete new territory for us, we also had to fight a little through the forest at restaurants and different food varieties. Simply put, there are relatively hip restaurants for tourists, with for example burritos or fish. There are also local restaurants – mostly on the plastic chairs – where neither English is spoken nor the map. We sampled both, but we were impressed by the tacos of the local restaurants. Usually for 8 pesos (1 € = 20 pesos) per taco, you can get for 1-2 € the belly with different tacos. Very very delicious