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Chichen Itza, Cobá, Ek Balam, Food, Hacienda Abal, Mercado Lucas de Galvez, Merida, Mexico, Paseo de Montejo, Travel, Tulum, Uxmal, Valladolid, Yucatan
The vivid color pallette of Mérida is easy to see.
There is something about walking quietly on the streets of México that captures and holds my heart. The distressed walls or new vivid colors take me away from the pervasive black and white world of North American function. The smell of corn masa tortillas and frying pork lard seem to permeate the country. I hear music everywhere.
“Once you have the dust of México on your clothes, it will never come off,” was a proverb my uncle gave to me as a young child. And so my walks in México help me contact his angelic presence.
But maybe it is the sleeping sense of history that made me fall in love with México.
