From Eco to All-Inclusive...

Yesterday we started the day at Genesis Resort, an eco0tourism resort literally out in the middle of nowhere by the ruins of Ek Balam. A lovely spot, and a great example of everything one can do with a small but not insignificant piece of property. After a healthy breakfast, we headed out to explore the ruins of Ek Balam, truly a lovely site, and we climbed to the top to enjoy the miraculous views, Tanya in more practical shoes, this time... Then on the road to the coast, our destination and current resting place. We had run out of cash, I needed gas, and thankfully Ralph had 250 pesos in his pocket, so we gased up, ignored grumbling bellies and hit the road. If there was money in selling rocks and brush, Ralph thinks there would be a ton of money to be made in the Yucatan. One long winding road looks like the next here, both sides high with brush and trees, only the occasional speeding car keeps the growth from overtaking the road. Our first glimps of the coast was in Dzilam del Bravo, a small fishing village, and from there the road through lagoons and salt flats was accompanied by the occasional town where one could see the results from a hurricane long past. Rebuilding takes time, and money, and desire.
And now we sit in the lap of luxury, taking a day and a half to chill and lounge by the pool and read books and swim in the remarkably warm and boyant Gulf. We meet our friends planes beginning tomorrow. More adventures to come!
I should mention the wind. At precisely 5 to one in the afternoon, someone opened the door and let the wind in! What a change... from a still, hot morning to a hold onto your drink afternoon. This will take some getting used to!

Que Bueno

Hola!
Ralph and I are sitting in Valladolid, having just visited the local cenote and wanted to check in with everyone. We are having a truly lovely time, I think balancing adventure with rest. This morning asçt Hacienda Chalante we went horseback riding before breakfast, then sat on the patio and Ralph had what he terms his ¨Morning Cigar¨while I flipped through a cookbook I brought fantasizing about cooking at the beach house next week.
We continue to comment about the heat. It is sometimes lovely, sometimes oppressive, sometimes just there. The brain eventually moves beyond, but by 3ish I am ready for a dip in a pool, any pool, please tell me where I can find a pool! Merida I miss already, its bustling streets, crazy traffic (who knew the buses could go that fast) and our oasis of a hotel there, where we would stumble back in during the late afternoon for Ralph´s ¨Afternoon Cigar¨and my nap and dip in the pool before heading out to dinner.
We climbed our first Mayan pyramid yesterday in Ixmal, and I had practical mexican shoes on (read: heals). Ralph laughed, shook his head and mentioned something about never knowing when you need to salsa. I made it up and back without incident, though! Hurray for me!