Valladolid & Cycling Around Coba Ruins
Trip Start Sep 29, 2007
215Trip End Dec 20, 2010
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The bus out of Coba was leaving at 2:45pm so we went shopping, i bought a tiny temple in the shape of Chichen Itza. A little tacky but it was a special place for me. In one of the shops we met a guy called Monito who was right into monkey and posed for a picture with Baby Monk. We had a grand old time trying to converse at the post office and practicing our Spanish. We're embarassed by our lack of preparation in learning the Spanish.
Nadine ate a baklava type ham and cheese pizza slice before we got on the 2nd class bus for Coba Mayan ruins which took the route through the little villages, there was lots of roadkill and vultures pecking at it
We were dropped at a restaurant in Coba called El Bocadito and walked 10 minutes past a crocodile infested Lake Coba to the entrance of the ruins. The ruins and carvings we saw were Macanxoc, Nojoch Mul, Xaybe and Pinturas. There was also the tallest pyramid in the peninsula which we were surprisingly allowed to climb and get a view out over the jungle. We hired bicycles for the journey from temple to temple, pile of rocks to pile of rocks through the jungle as it was a large site. We got completely muddy riding through puddles and chasing each other. (and yelling ABCD MUDCRAB MNO MUDCRAB SAR SAR CDBD I`s)
We waited at the restaurant for the last bus to take us to Tulum for some fun in the sun beachtime on the Caribbean. After arriving in Tulum being haggled on the street by every hotel and hostel worker on the block we checked into Rancho Tranquillo for 120 pesos each for a dorm room. The hostel was cruisy and friendly with a large garden, Internet, coffee and a huge wall of books for trade. They were all very worn with some awesome reading there. I like the idea of books flying all around the world. generally the traveller's book barter karma system works whereby you must leave at least one book of your own before you can take one from the shelf
We went to a market in town for dinner and knocked back a couple of cheeky margaritsa and a caprioskas. There were carnival people and sons and daughters of carnies with homemade games. There was a kind of roulette using pictures like tarot cards and a stand where you used a pellet gun to hit down tin animals as they streamed passed you. There were pokie type machines for kids and knock-em-down can and throw a feathered dart at the balloons and win a picture of Jesus kind of games. Spanish pop music was blaring and ladies were dressed in spray on skinny leg jeans. There was a rodeo in the middle of the whole thing but no bulls were in the ring tonight. The cowboys were gathered around a central square and drinking beer all night. We ate some tacos of pork and chicken and a corn cob with cream, chilli and parmesan cheese from a salmonella surprise street stall and nadine washed hers down with a giant bottle of beer purchased from the rodeo guy's bar. Fried bananas covered in what i think was sweetened, condensed milk were the dish of the day.
Tomorrow we do laundry and i'm insisting that we both get the systems in place for our packs for ease of travel, packing and unpacking from a black hole becomes annoying everyday. Say yes to packing cubes (small, rectangular, zippered, internal bags that separate sections of your pack). We head out to the Caribbean beach to stay in cabanas where there is no electricity for three days and time to swing a hammock in the breeze. Woo hoo!!!