My favorite part of our trip to the Yucatan peninsula was the sleepy town of Valladolid. At first glance the only action you notice is that tour buses that ply between Cancun and Chichen Itza stop here for a little break, and everyone gets out to stretch their legs and have an ice lolly.
But stay a little longer and you’ll discover some fabulous things. Like Cenote Xaci, right in the center of town. So magical and such a hard space to draw, this cavernous sinkhole where locals go swimming and fish nibble your toes.
At siesta time, everyone disappears indoors. Well, everyone except these two men, sitting on a bench by a clock that never worked.
And here’s what I drank in the heat of the afternoon. Tall glasses of sandia.
More from Valladolid in my next post.