Is this for real?
Your faithful writer, floating over an eternal galactic blue portal into the inframundo.
This cenote was on a private hacienda to which I had the incredible fortune of being invited, as a guest of a guest. We floated for hours. I do believe that the experience of swimming in it changed my life.
Not a lot of available wall-space in Yucatan during election season.
A traditional Maya rodeo we spotted off a road. Built entire of sticks and rope, this toreo -- "pop-up" if you will -- featured indoor seating behind the wall at ground-level and a terrace level above.
The main Roman Catholic structure in the town of Izamal is the monastery of San Antonio Padua, completed in 1561. It was built over a massive -- I mean big -- pyramidal acropolis base, which is only hinted at by the sight of a vast grassy courtyard just beyond the gate seen above.
Pray for a miracle, leave of a photo of yourself, and pierce a nail through it.
The pyramid of Kinich Kakmo (the most contemporary spelling, I guess). It is large and literally in the middle of Izamal. There are people's backyards on all sides. The entrance to the site is next-door to a tortillería.
The design and sense of the place made me imagine I could have been at a holy site in Indonesia, Burma, or Malaysia. Places I've never been.
Vintage Yucatan beer bottles.
The indignity.