Showing posts with label Mayans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mayans. Show all posts

Friday, January 31, 2014

Top 10 Reasons Why We Live in Mexico!

A few days ago, a local taxi driver asked me, "Where are you from?"  

And I replied as I always do: "I live here, but I am originally from Canada."  We then moved on to discussing the winter weather and how this has been a record-breaking cold winter north of the US/Mexican border. 

"¿Menos treinta grados centígrados?"  He tosses both hands in the air in an expression of mock horror.  (-30
° Celsius is -22° Fahrenheit. That's damn cold!)  "Por qué?" He asks. "Why? Why live there?"  

"I don't know!" I respond, grinning.

My response prompted a comedy routine.  Unusually expressive, his hands hardly touched the steering wheel for the entire ride as he regaled me with his thoughts on living anywhere where the temperature was less than 15
°Celsius. (59° Fahrenheit). I was still laughing as I exited the taxi, and then I started thinking of our Top Ten Reasons Why We Live in Mexico. And here they are in reverse order in the style of the David Letterman Late Night Show:

Number 10 - History and culture: Mexico is ancient, dating back to Mayan, Aztec and Toltec civilizations.  Add in a little Spanish culture starting in the 1540s, and you get a nice mix of romantic, expressive and passionate people.  

A deeply religious culture, the citizens have several fiestas and celebrations throughout the year, adding colour and music to the environment.



Number 9 - Sea creatures: Whale sharks, sea turtles, and dolphins still abound in this ocean. Deep-sea fishing is a thriving business, as are the underwater photographic safaris specializing in whale shark, sailfish, and marlin dives. I have experienced swimming with the whale sharks twice.  It is a fabulous feeling when a forty-foot-long creature glides past, uncaring that I am floating just a few feet away, suspended in its world. 


Number 8 - Good restaurants and cool beverages:  We can eat, drink, and be merry at a choice of over 100 restaurants, bars and taquerías on the island. We can choose between Cuban, Italian, Swiss, Argentinian, Chinese, French, Mediterranean, Tex-Mex, or local Mexican flavours in a range of prices from expensive to very inexpensive. Lounge on a beach, dine on the street, tuck yourself away in a hidden beach bar - the choices are amazing. Many of the eating establishments feature live music during the late afternoon or evening.  The music adds to the festive feeling of a holiday in paradise.

Number 7 - Sunrise and sunsets: My favourite times of the day, the beginning and the end. In the morning, the sleepy sun reaches up to fingerpaint the sky in pinks, oranges, and purples. It is the start of another new day. 

At sunset, the sun slowly gathers in the colours, putting them back into storage for the night, tucked away safely until morning.  A glass of wine, and my sweetie beside me as we watch the sunset - it's a perfect ending to another great day.

Number 6 - Beaches and boats: 
Two of my favourite things to photograph are the white sandy beaches and the myriad of interesting boats moored or anchored nearby.  

Many of the boats are painted delightfully cheerful combinations of yellow and blue, turquoise and white, red and yellow, or green and orange, reflecting the love of bright colours prevalent in this culture. 

Number 5 - Laughter and easy acceptance: Living on Isla Mujeres is the best choice for us. It is a small community where people care about you as a person. Friends accept you for who you are, not what you were. In other words, if you were an important person in your previous life, or just an uncomplicated worker, it doesn't make any difference either way here on the island. You are simply a friend.   

Number 4 - Kids can be kids: The uncomplicated lives of local kids always bring a smile to our faces. We seldom hear parents talking about scheduled activities, playdates, or lessons that consume the hours of Canadian and American children. Here, the kids play: they play by themselves, and with older siblings or grandparents. Swim in the ocean. Explore the neighbourhood. Run from house to house with friends. Giggle and laugh. We feel younger just watching their antics.

Number 3 - Colours:  Reds, blues, greens, yellows, oranges and purples tossed willy-nilly as if an omnipresent painter was having a temper tantrum, scattering tins of paint with a sweep of a large hand.  Houses decorated in fanciful combinations reflect the owner's personal preferences. Frequently, clothing hung on an outside line to dry in the sun will be as colourful as the outside walls of the home. Brilliantly tinted flowers tumble over walls, in an array of reds, oranges, and pinks. Fruit vendors offer up papayas, pineapples, and melons. Eye-catching and beautiful colours abound. 

Early morning on January 29th, 2014, at North Beach
Number 2 - The weather: January is the coldest month of the year with average daytime temperatures of 27°C (81°F) and nighttime temperatures of 19°C.  (67°F) 

January is also partway through the dry season, starting in November and ending in April. That means cool, dry weather with an average of nine hours of sunshine per day. 


Number 1 - New adventures keep us young: Just ask any of our multitude of "senior citizen" friends.   We are all healthy, happy, active and enjoying life.  

There is no time for what one friend referred to as "the Florida organ recitals," as in my kidneys hurt, my stomach aches, my gall bladder is acting up .... and on and on.  No one cares that we are getting older.  We enjoy each day.

So, -30
°C in many parts of Canada and the USA as opposed to +27°C in Mexico on the same day in the month of January. No wonder the taxi driver regaled me with his comical anecdotes about Canadian weather. It is beyond his comprehension why people live in colder countries.

Hasta luego
Lynda, Lawrie, Thomas, Sparky, and Princess Chica



Friday, August 23, 2013

Then and now; Dan Kane’s photos of Isla Mujeres, Mexico

Dan Kane - transplanted islander
“What is happening to my little Isla?” Recent arrivals moan. Change! Inevitable change. When you look back on the photo collections of other Isleños, the island has always been changing.  

This idyllic palm-strewn sandbar in the Caribbean Sea was discovered by the Mayans, then Spaniards, then Mexicans, and finally world-travellers of many different nationalities.

A transplanted islander, Dan Kane, recently reminded me that he has a collection of photos taken back in the 1970s and early 1980s. They are fun photos of thin, earnest young men with longish hair and pop-star-style moustaches.  


Earnest young men with pop-star moustaches

The southern view from the balcony of their room at the Rocamar shows a remarkable open area where our house and the houses of my neighbours are now situated. 

The view north, behind the two men, shows the large hotel known over the years by four different names, including the Presidente and the Avalon.



Upper balcony of Rocamar  Hotel looking south
Some of the photos capture Playa Norte, or North Beach as an empty sweep of white sand, dotted with palm trees; no condos, no hotels, just sand and a couple of rustic beach restaurants.  

At the south end of the island, the Mayan temple to the Goddess IxChel stands alone, a sturdy sentinel against invaders. (The structure was much larger before the devastation of Hurricane Gilbert in September 1988.)  The statue garden has not been thought of, the newer lighthouse structure, gift store, and restaurant have yet to be built.  Neither Garrafon Natural Reef Park nor Dolphin Discovery exists.

Mayan structure before 1988 Hurricane Gilberto
Every person who discovers Isla changes it in some small way. Perhaps a tourist requests an item that was not available before, and an enterprising merchant imports it to the island. Perhaps a winter resident requires a new service, and a company steps in to supply it. 

Services that may have started out with simple things such as fax machines and photocopiers soon included cable internet, cell phones, internet cafes, or cash machines. Eventually, the island offered every modern convenience a traveller could dream up, including the recent Chedraui Super Store.

Isauro "Indio" Martinez Magaña 
Other historic pictures from Dan’s collection are of a very well-known former islander, "Indio", sharing his sailboat with friends. Isauro "Indio" Martinez Magaña passed away on August 14th of this year.  

He was part of the large, influential Magaña family and a cousin to our Presidente-elect, Agapito Magaña Sanchez.  

Many of you will remember Indio’s Beach on the south-western side of the island; a quiet, tucked-away area to enjoy food, beer, and perhaps a little nude sunbathing if you were so inclined.

North beach before the hotels, condos and restaurants
Most of us are careless with photos from our youth, never once believing that a quick snapshot of friends enjoying themselves could have any historic significance down the road. 

Perhaps in a few years, your personal photos will be the subject of another blogger’s musings.  

Cherish the memories – they are a bit of history happening before your eyes.

Thank you, Dan, for sharing your memories with us.



Hasta Luego 

Lynda and Lawrie

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