(another in Froggy's youthful memories series)

In 1973 I was with my family in Mérida, Yucatán. The city did not seem significantly less modern to me than the U.S.A. or London, but the countryside was quite a different matter. Mérida had the peninsula's modern international airport, back when Cozumel still had a gravel landing strip served by ( Read more... )

(starting an occasional series of posts of personal memories long before blogging or Usenet ( Read more... )

News story via la_azteca:

Posh hotel on the "Rivera Maya" tries to eject Nobel laureate for being Maya.
Rigoberta Menchú in Cancun

I recall some 30 years ago the first Maya governor of Yucatan, Francisco Luna Kan, was ejected from the train to Mexico City-- reportedly they couldn't believe an indio could be anyone important. Would have been nice to see ( Read more... )

Hyped publicity gimmick:

Telegraph: New Seven Wonders picked after global voteBah. Chichen Itza got in. Dang; Ms Hollie and I have been discussing a trip to Yucatan sometime in the next year or so; now Chichen is going to be even more mobbed with tourists. Chichen has serious niftyness, but as Maya ruins go, Tikal is much larger and Uxmal, ( Read more... )

Some folks have mentioned this story of a fellow who died while playing human piñata as a prime "Darwin Award" candidate ( Read more... )

I've been encouraged to post some of my memories of the time I spent in Yucatan and Central America in my youth ( Read more... )