Pete the pelican, Akumal, Yucatán peninsula. Dic. 2019.
A stairway to heaven. Cobá, Yucatán. (Note: Technically the eastern part of Yucatán became a full-fledged state, called Quintana Roo, in 1974. Cancún, Tulum, are in “Quintana Roo”. Yet, geographically, historically and culturally it still is Yucatán, the land of the Maya. Cobá, near Tulum, is one of the most important Maya cities, second only to Chichen-Itzá.
Pyramid, Cobá. The stairs and pyramids were just a “way to Heaven”. A base for temples to be closer to the gods. As I mentioned in an earlier post, if you go to Cobá, or Tulum, go early in high season. Both places easily get packed. Not to mention the menace of the bicycles in Cobá.
“La coqueta”, the tease. Between Tulum and Cobá.
Postcard view. Akumal.
The back of the postcard: iphone ear plug case. Was it lost? Or just dumped? Sadly, the beach is littered with plastic. Plastic is becoming a major threat to life. Yet, one barely hears or reads about it.
Judging by the model, the earplug case is relatively new. A glimmer of hope: barnacles have already attached to the case. They should destroy it in a few thousand years.
Fairy chimney on the beach. Man-made. No plastic. A few yards away to the right, in the shallow waters and rocks, I found a small moray eel. About a foot and half long. Dressed as a leopard: yellowish with dark spots. Very elegant. I’ve only ever seen greenish moray eels.
A study in black and white. In Spanish they say White and black. In that order. Weird.
From the mangrove to the beach. There were many herons on the beach. I’d never seen that anywhere. To me they are more inland birds. Since the beach and houses were actually cut out from the mangrove and swamp I guess the birds are adapting. And eating plastic. 😔
Dr and Mrs Death. The constant obsession with Death. Akumal.
Ditto. Loos of the world series. Akumal. 2020.
Powder room, Akumal.
“Hotel art” by Emma Rubens. Tulum.
Bird on the beach.
Plastic on the beach. There was a bit of wind one night, not tempest, but a good wind. The sea got rough. The next day, the high tide left loads of plastic on the beach. As you can see, those are old plastic fragments. Have been floating for a while.
“Forky” (Toy story 4). Good news is: restaurants in the area do not serve plastic straws with drinks any more. Either no straw, or paper straws. See? It ain’t that hard…
The great Pacific garbage patch is a plastic “island” floating between Hawaï and California. It covers 600,000 sq. miles. Twice the size of Texas. Yes, Siree. The weight is estimated at 88,000 tons. (Source: USA Today) I could not find the total mass of plastic floating around the world. Traces of plastic are being found in fish in all seven seas…
Check the link here to the USA Today article:
Transforming brows since 1976. Tulum airport. 2020. Couldn’t resist this one. 😉
At the Airbn’b, Akumal. One day, I started reviewing the destinations. (See a traveller’s mind. Destinations. Not cities) Thinking, “How many am I missing?”. Quite a few, actually. What about you? Which cities haven’t you gone to that draw your attention? (Paul, you can’t play the game, you’ve seen them all, surely)
“Would you like beer…
“… or water, ma’am?”. Akumal, between Cancún and Tulum, means “Place of the turtles” in Maya.
“Let me put something on…” Art by Emma Rubens, Tulum. Yucatán peninsula. 2020. Emma Rubens is a very talented English artist settled in Tulum for some years now.
“Conversation”. Tulum Airport, 2020. Travellers N+4.
Thank you for flying Equinoxio Airlines. Hopefully airports will reopen. I hear that European flights are due to start again any time now. Though Boris Judas Johnson in a recent speech was not quite clear whether Brits could or could not actually go to the continent soon. And how? Swimming the Channel maybe?
One last word about plastic. A young Dutchman has developed a simple, yet very astute system for collecting ocean plastic. See here: