Many of us become “snowbirds” around this time of year. We fly south to sunnier climes to feel the heat radiate into our frozen bones. I made such a migration on January 4. I highly recommend taking a flight out of the airport in London Ontario, without the hassle and high stress levels you’d find at Pearson International in Toronto.
This was my first trip to Mexico. I really did not know what to expect. As soon as I deplaned, (don’t you love that word?) and boarded my shuttle bus to the resort, I found the people there to be as warm and gentle as their climate. Everyone greeted me with “Hola” and wished me a good day. The food and the hospitality were wonderful.
On Friday we took a day excursion to visit Mayan ruins at Ek Balam, visited a hacienda for lunch,
explored an underground natural well, called a ‘cenote’, and toured an old Spanish colonial town named Valladolid. Walking down the street we came across the ‘Biblioteca Publica’.
As I looked to the right several teenage girls sat chatting with schoolbooks open. As I looked to the left, sitting at a long table were young boys working on their laptop computers. With the internet comes a world of information. I may have been in the Yucatan Peninsula, but at that moment I felt right at home.