Yesterday, there was a cloudburst for 5-10 minutes almost every hour. Kinda crazy and sort of frightening – I just hope it won’t stay like this. Also, we were almost eaten by mosquitos on the first night here. These critters bite you in a way, that it really hurts – and they don’t seem to care if it’s day or night.
We decide to walk to the city. It is drizzling, but that is rather refreshing. But first something to eat: A super huge breakfast with tortillas, salsa, jalapenos, beans, bacon, coffee… Satisfied, we withdraw some money at the bank, rent bicycles and buy a sim card in a mobile store. Yet, charging the credit is only possible in supermarkets such as OXXO. Before we cycle to the temple, we pick up our swimwear from the bungalow – maybe we can swim at a beach close to the ruins?
Many giant rain puddles are on the bike path. After some time, the puddles on way are so deep, that our feet are constantly underwater. Refreshing, but you have to struggle more to overcome the additional resistance. I really hope the weather will be better soon, you can’t dive like this – or maybe it doesn’t matter for the cenotes anyway? Actually this should only be 3km to the ruins… yet, it feels like more. We lose our way and arrive further in the south (the sea should be in direction of travel).
A thunderstorm is coming closer – before we can turn back to take the right junction, we end up in a bar at the sea and drink maracuja-mojitos and mango-margaritas. With chili – Nice combo. After a while, the sun breaks through and we head back. The weather seems better now. Quite some tourists are on their way to the temple as well. The temple site of Tulum appears kinda calm though, the number of people scatter, the lawns are well looked after, so we can rest on the green and take a break. Relaxing atmosphere. Between the stones, dozens of iguanas are crawling around. Today it’s not allowed to go down to the beach – the waves are way too high, so no swimming for us. The way back feels much shorter. We return our rented bicycles and stroll through the city. There are lots of cool graffiti! We eat at “Caballo Blanco”. The waiter is extremely lively and is sharing his good mood. They seem to have corn tortillas here without any wheat. Generally good for Celiacs – compared to the north of Mexico which shows many influences from US, here they ridicule you, if you want to eat wheat tortillas.
Though there are several shops for souvenirs, basically they won’t talk to you to sell you something here… and if they do, not in a harassing way. There are quite a lot of handicraft stands: Dia de los Muertos ceramic sculls are being handmade and painted by an old man here. I admire how easily this complicated painting looks, when he does it. There is a lot of effort in this. “Spend your money now or later? “, he says grinning. I decide for the latter (with the expectation that the sculls might break while traveling) – but have to find out in the end, that the crafted sculls in San Cristobal or Merida are not this beautiful. Before we fall into our bed, we book the bus for Chetumal and the water taxi for Caye Caulker