Early morning flight from Tampa to Cancún. Thanks to Mom for the early morning ride. Thanks also to Mom for watching our little doggie, Kirby. This is our first post-Corona flight. Honestly, it was quite normal, mostly. Everyone was wearing masks. This is Florida, so a good many of them were wearing them correctly. Check-in was a little more colorful, with one guy being ejected for being an ass. Security was an uneventful joy. Plane went up and came back down on time and in the right place, so we’ll call it a success.
Next step was to get to the bus station, which was a half hour away in downtown Cancún. Also uneventful. We both had trouble connecting to the wifi, and my phone is not working, so we had to turn on Francine’s data. We had a four hour or so wait for our bus to Mérida. We each got a sandwich, fries and a drink (not quite $8) and then because we had booked a first class bus, we got to wait in the air conditioned lounge. The rest of the bus stop was not air conditioned. It was relaxing. The area around the bus stop was not much to look at. Reminiscent of Guayaquíl in that it was a little run down. Ok, it was a lot run down.
Weather was very Tampa-esque - maybe a little hotter. Definitely hotter than Jupiter with very little breeze, unlike Jupiter.
The bus ride was very comfortable. I started to read a biography of Warren Zevon. It was about a six hour ride to Mérida. However, there was no damn internet on the bus, which means we spent extra money and four hours waiting for the first class bus specifically to get internet so I can participate in the minister’s meetings all for nothing. I’ll have to watch the replays.
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| Merida Air BNB |
We had a 10 minute walk from the bus terminal to our AirBNB, which was not simple carrying six weeks worth of gear. There, we met our host, Don Bernardo, who showed us the place and then left. We unpacked. In the process, we learned that when they said the bedrooms were air conditioned, what they meant was that ONLY the bedrooms were air conditioned. So, we’re going to spend a lot of time in the bedrooms as its easily 100 degrees in the other rooms.
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| Merida Air BNB |
We walked about looking for a place to get some dinner but everything was closed. At night, the place really looks quiet, run down and definitely like Guayaquíl with three notable exceptions. First, the sidewalks are crappy, but nowhere near as crappy as Guayaquíl, where every step was an adventure; second, there aren’t ten bazillion wires on each telephone pole, and third, nearly every single building is a single storey, unlike Guayaquíl, where most everything was two or three storeys. Like Cancún, it seemed like everyplace needed a good cleaning and a paint job; the notable exception being the Mormon Temple (which we passed on our walk to our AirBNB) which was extravagant and meticulously kept. We walked through the main square which was remarkably similar to Cuenca’s. Remarkably similar.
Dinner turned out to be cheese, crackers, peanuts and water from the Oxxo (which is like a 7-Eleven).
Back at the AirBNB and I am writing this. The place makes a lot of noise. Its a very old building, with ridiculously high ceilings (maybe 15 feet). We are in one of the bedrooms and the breeze passing through makes all the doors rattle in their casings. I’m just taking a minute to get used to it. Also, because its so gawddamn hot, we have the front door (which opens right to the street) upper panels open. All of that is contributing to the odd noises.
And so ends the first day.
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