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6 Days in Tulum, Mexico

The sixth stop on my Mexico trip was the coastal city of Tulum, which is part of the Mayan Riviera in the state of Quintana Roo. The city is known for its bohemian, hippie-ish vibe, which was apparent to me as soon as I stepped off the bus. It’s a very laid-back, take-it-slow kind of place. That suited me just fine. I was looking forward to a bit of relaxation and beach time after all the day-tripping I had just done in Merida.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to get my relaxation on as soon as I arrived in Tulum, due to a slightly stressful occurrence that happened on my first day. After settling into my hostel, walking around a little, and eating a nice meal at a restaurant, I set out to find an ATM where I could replenish my nearly-depleted stock of pesos. I found a bank with a row of ATMs inside, and used one of them to withdraw some cash. An hour or so later, back at my hostel, I realized that I didn’t have my debit card on me anymore. I must have been so distracted with counting the cash that came out of the ATM that I forgot to take my card out of the machine.

I got up early the next morning and asked the extremely helpful girl working reception at my hostel to write a note for me in Spanish explaining what happened. I took the note to the bank as soon as it opened at 8:30 and showed it to a teller there. I was told I would have to come back later that day after the operator had come to check inside the machine. So there was nothing I could do at that point except to go ahead with my original plan for the day, which was to visit the Tulum ruins and then head to the beach.

Even though I felt like I had already seen more than enough Mayan ruins in Mexico, the ruins in Tulum (entrance fee: 70 pesos) were still high on my list because of their picturesque location. They’re situated high up on a windswept cliff overlooking the turquoise sea. It’s a very pretty sight.

Tulum

Most people rent bicycles to visit the Tulum ruins, since they’re located about four kilometres from the town centre. I decided to walk there instead, not only to save a bit of money, but also to avoid the hassle of trying to find a place to park and lock up a bike. Plus, riding a bike always hurts my ass. I never rent a bike to go somewhere that’s within an hour’s walking distance.

After spending an hour wandering among the ruins, I decided it was time to head to the beach. Luckily, the beach in Tulum is a short walk away from the ruins. I entered the beach at Playa Santa Fe and continued walking south to Playa Paraiso, where I laid out my towel on the powdery white sand in front of the turquoise water. Paraiso indeed.

Unfortunately, Playa Paraiso did have one major problem when I visited: tons of nasty seaweed floating in the water, brushing up against me while I was trying to swim. It totally ruined the experience of being in the water, feeling that gross seaweed all over me while I was trying to enjoy a refreshing dip in the ocean. It was kind of like eating something delicious but being unable to enjoy it because there’s a hair in your mouth.

Anyway, it was still nice to cool down in the ocean, even though I didn’t stay in as long as I would have if the seaweed hadn’t been there. After my swim I spent some time lying on the beach and getting properly burnt on the backs of my arms.

After leaving the beach I walked back to the bank to inquire about my debit card again. Bad news: They checked the machine and hadn’t found it. Oh well. At least I had the comfort of knowing that nobody else could use it without knowing my PIN!

The next day I went for another long walk, this time to visit two different cenotes. The first one, Cenote Calavera, is located about four kilometres from the town centre. When I arrived at the entrance to the cenote, I was treated to a bit of a rude surprise in the form of a 100-peso entrance fee. I had naively assumed that cenotes were free to visit, so I was kind of annoyed that I had to pay such a steep price to look at a small swimming hole. However, since I had already walked so far, I sucked it up and paid the fee.

After a short walk down a path, Cenote Calavera appeared before me. It was pretty cool, for sure, but it was quite small, too. You couldn’t actually go in and walk around, since the ladder led directly into the water. I don’t think it was worth 100 pesos, but it was a cool place to take pictures.

After Cenote Calavera, I continued a couple more kilometres down the road until I arrived at Tulum’s most famous and most popular cenote: the Grand Cenote. This one had an even more exorbitant entrance fee: 180 pesos! I paid up while grumbling inwardly about how unexpectedly expensive this day trip had been. At least I hadn’t spent anything on transportation!

When I set eyes on the Grand Cenote, I immediately understood why it’s so popular. It’s huge, with lots of space for swimming in the turquoise water. It even has dark, bat-filled caves to explore, and an area for turtles that’s off-limits to swimmers. I hadn’t brought my bathing suit because I didn’t realize how cool the Grand Cenote was going to be. I thought I would be content to just snap some photos and then leave. But as I watched everyone else swimming in the clear water, exploring all the secret caves that were inaccessible to me, I felt like I was really missing out. It looked like it would have been so much fun to jump into the water and swim around.

My fourth day in Tulum was pretty cool. A German girl and two Canadian guys whom I had met a couple nights earlier invited me to come with them on a day trip. They were renting a car to visit the ruins in Coba and three nearby cenotes. I jumped at the opportunity, since I don’t drive myself and therefore wouldn’t be able to visit these particular cenotes on my own.

The four of us rented a car in the morning (700 pesos for 24 hours) and set out for Coba. I think it took us about 45 minutes to drive from Tulum to the entrance of the ruins, where we paid the entrance fee of 70 pesos each.

I enjoyed the ruins in Coba less than the ones at Teotihuacan or Monte Alban, but more than the famous ones at Chichen Itza. The Coba ruins are spread out over a large area, so we spent a lot of our time just walking between each one. The walk is quite nice though; the ruins are located in the jungle and the path is completely shaded by trees, so we didn’t get too hot.

The main attraction of the Coba ruins is a large pyramid that you can climb. The steps are quite steep, so there’s a rope to hang onto while you’re precariously making your way up or down. From the top of the pyramid, all you can see is treetops, but it’s quite a nice view regardless.

After our visit to Coba we got back into the car and headed towards the cenotes. We visited three that are all located within a couple kilometres of each other: Cenote Tamcach-ha, Cenote Choo-ha, and Cenote Multun-ha. It cost us 165 pesos per person to visit all three. They were all quite different, but each one was amazing. Luckily this time I brought my bathing suit so that I could swim. It was my first time ever swimming in a cenote, and it was such a cool experience. (And there was no seaweed!)

Here are some photos of the first cenote we went to, Tamcach-ha. Amazing, right?

The second cenote we visited, Choo-Ha, was my favourite of the three. Seriously, how cool is this place?

The last cenote, Multun-ha, was my least favourite of the three. It was still super cool, but there were no rocks to sit on and there was nowhere to walk but the dock. Like I said though, still super cool!

Day 5 in Tulum brought more walking and more cenotes for me. I walked to two cenotes that are both located just off the highway leading into Tulum, right across the street from each other: Cenote Cristal and Cenote Escondido. I paid 120 pesos to visit both of them. They were completely different than the three cenotes near Coba that I had visited the day before. The ones near Coba are all located deep underground, lit by artificial light and accessed via long, winding staircases. Cenotes Cristal and Escondido, on the other hand, are beautiful pools located at ground level and completely open to the sun.

Here are some pictures of the lovely Cenote Cristal:

Cenote Escondido was just as dreamy as Cenote Cristal:

My last day in Tulum was spent once again swimming in the ocean and lying on the sand at Playa Paraiso. There were still tons of cenotes and other beautiful places around the city left to be explored, but I was trying to curb my spending. My day trips around Tulum had been on the expensive side, so for my last day I wanted to do something that wouldn’t cost any money.

I was pleasantly surprised by how little seaweed there was in the water, compared to the first time I had swum at Playa Paraiso. There was a little bit floating around, but it was totally bearable. I must have gone on a good day, or just picked the right section of the beach!

To sum up, I had a wonderful time in Tulum. There is so much natural beauty and so many incredible things to see and do in the surrounding areas. I noticed that most people at my hostel stayed considerably longer than the usual three or four nights that backpackers tend to spend in a city. I can totally see why — I would have loved to stay longer in Tulum myself, if only the cenotes were a little cheaper to visit! As it was, I packed up my bags after my sixth night, bid farewell to the awesome people I had befriended at my hostel, and boarded a bus to my next sunny destination: Playa del Carmen!

3 Days in Puebla, Mexico

The second stop on my six-week tour of Mexico was the city of Puebla, about two hours southeast of Mexico City. It’s a beautiful city, with bright, candy-coloured buildings lining the cobblestone streets in the historic centre of town. Here’s a run-down of what I did during the three days I spent there.

Puebla

My hostel, Posada Vee Yuu, was housed in a beautiful old colonial building.

On my first day in Puebla I didn’t do too much because it was late afternoon when I arrived at my hostel, and I was planning to get up early the next morning for a day trip to neighbouring Cholula. I managed to walk to the zocalo (the city’s central square), have a nice meal at a cheap restaurant, and take some pictures of the beautiful cathedral by the zocalo before calling it a night.

As I mentioned, I paid a visit to the town of Cholula on my second day in Puebla. I got there by catching a bus on Avenida 6 Poniente between Calle 13 Norte and Calle 11 Norte. I paid only 6 pesos each way for the approximately-40-minute ride.

Cholula is known for being home to the largest man-made pyramid in the world. That’s right — it’s even bigger than the Great Pyramid of Giza (although not as tall)! I was excited to see this architectural wonder for myself, but my visit to Cholula left me disappointed and extremely confused in that regard… I couldn’t find the pyramid.

Now, I was aware before my visit that the pyramid has not been fully excavated, and kind of just looks like a hill with a church on top. (The church is known as the Iglesia de Nuestra Senora de los Remedios.) However, I had read that there are tunnels inside the pyramid that you can walk through. Try as I might, I couldn’t find any kind of ticket office or anything that looked like an entrance into the pyramid, despite walking all the way around the hill topped by the church. I’m not sure what I was missing, but the trip into the pyramid didn’t happen for me.

I see the base of a pyramid… and then I just see a hill.

Even though I was bummed about the pyramid, my trip to Cholula was not a complete bust. I walked up to the church at the top of the hill (supposedly the top of the pyramid that I couldn’t see), and the views of the town from up there were more than enough to make the trip worthwhile.

Besides the church and the pyramid (which I still believe exists, despite my inability to detect it), there aren’t a ton of things to see in Cholula. So after spending a couple of hours in the town, I headed back to Puebla via bus.

The first thing I did when I got back to Puebla was to check out the amazing street art in the Xanenetla neighbourhood. The place is officially known as Puebla Ciudad Mural, and I can affirm that that title is a perfectly accurate description of Xanenetla. Almost every wall in the neighbourhood is covered by a beautiful mural. Walking through Xanenetla was my favourite thing to do in Puebla. Don’t miss it if you’re ever in town.

After my stroll through Xanenetla, I popped into the Biblioteca Palafoxiana. This library, which is housed on the second floor of the Casa de la Cultura near the zocalo, has the impressive distinction of being the oldest public library in Latin America. The Biblioteca Palafoxiana is a small, one-room library, but it’s totally worth popping in for a few minutes to take some photos and check out all the old-timey books on display around the room.

Around 1:45 p.m., shortly before my visit to the Palafoxiana, it started raining. Not only did it fail to stop raining at all throughout the rest of the day, but it continued raining alllllll throughout the next day too. It wasn’t a heavy rain, but it meant that I had to have my umbrella in hand at all times.

Despite the incessant rain, on my last day in Puebla I decided to walk about 2.5km to the cable car station. Yes, Puebla has a cable car and it’s the most boring thing ever. I don’t even understand the point of it, since it doesn’t actually lead up to anything. You take the elevator up, ride the cable car across to the adjacent station, then take the elevator back down to the ground again. I guess it’s cool to be suspended high up in the air, but the views are not great enough to justify the existence of a cable car here.

After my disappointing cable car ride, I didn’t feel like walking all the way back to my hostel in the rain, so I decided to catch a bus. That turned out to be an even bigger mistake than the cable car. I had absolutely no idea what route the bus I caught was going to take, but I assumed it would take me closer to the centre of town. Oh, how wrong I was. Instead of heading towards the centre, the bus brought me all the way to the outskirts of the city. I was using the GPS on my phone to track our route, and my train of thought went something like this:

“OK, this bus is not going where I wanted it to, but as long as it turns left at the next street, I should be OK…Alright, he made the turn, so if he just keeps going straight, I’ll get off in eight blocks…Oh shit, why did he have to turn there? Now where are we going? It’s OK, I’ll just wait until we get to that main street, and then surely he’ll turn left… Alright, this is not going how I planned, and I’m super far away from my hostel, but things can still turn around if — Fuck! Where the hell is he taking us? Mexico City?? JODIE GET OFF THE BUS GET OFF THE BUS GET OFF THE BUS!”

When I finally had to admit defeat and get off the bus, I was so much farther away from my hostel than I was before I got on the bus. I sighed inwardly, chalked it up as a lesson learned, and walked the four or five kilometres back to my hostel in the rain.

I was starving by the time I got back to my hostel, so I decided to find somewhere to eat. I had told myself earlier that I should really eat a salad today, to compensate a bit for all the heavy, cheesy, creamy Mexican food I’d been eating every day for the past week. But after all that walking (and the generally so-so day I was having), a salad was just not gonna fly. I wanted me some comfort food. After some Googling, I found an amazing vegan taco restaurant called Tacotlan Vegano. I had three delicious, cruelty-free tacos there for only 13 pesos each. They didn’t quite make up for the stressful bus ride and the long walk in the rain, but they helped.

All in all, Puebla was not my favourite place ever. Of course, my opinion of it was negatively skewed by the rain. (It is a very pretty city in the sunlight.) But I felt that there was not a lot to do there, and the three nights that I stayed was one night too many. Oh well! You can’t fall in love with every place you visit, now can you?

Next stop: Oaxaca!