Mexico: Laguna Bacalar

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Writing from Rancho Encantada in Laguna Bacalar, our stop between Rio Bec Dreams and Cancun. We ended up spending the day at the former after a nice breakfast and a fairly restorative night's sleep, what with the crickets and frogs and jungle breezes blowing the curtains in a dreamy and billowy manner through the screens. (And in spite of the thunder and lightning.) The bed and sheets and pillows as I've said before quite frankly rocked the hizzy.

We went to the ruins at Becan this morning, which were cool. It was very drizzly and grey outside, and that added to the mysterious atmosphere of it all. We climbed to the top of Structure IX which was tiring but afforded quite the spectacular view.

We drove around Xpujil aimlessly in a search for the possibly nonexistent gas station, ate lunch at the bar counter, and spent the rest of the afternoon sitting in the outdoor restaurant (the scene of last night's monstrous emotional breakdown) reading our books. I am so in love with Behind the Scenes at the Museum that it's bordering on the maniacal.

Finally Roberto the Campechano accountant arrived with the passport, and we set out on our merry two-hour way here. We listened again to our one CD (Mariachi music), purchased in the Mayaland gift shop once we figured out we had no radio antenna and which we now know entirely by heart. (Viva México, viva América! Oh suelo bendito de Dios!) (Ay ay ay ay! Canta y no llores!)

When we arrived at Rancho Encantada, the restaurant was already closed, so we headed into the town of Bacalar and ended up at La Casa Nostra, where L and Pato, the owners, introduced themselves and chatted with us. They were very nice. I ate spaghetti with red sauce (surprise), and he ate enchiladas in mole sauce and we had salad and garlic bread and it was very pleasant even though I spilled a bottle of orange Fanta all over him. Now we're settling in for the night and preparing for our drive to Cancun tomorrow.