March 21, 2007

Lost City

At the end of February, the gf and I spent ten days in Mexico. We spent the first four days driving around the Yucatan peninsula, visiting the ruins at Chichen Itza, Uxmal, and along the Puuc Trail, and wandering around Merida. The last six days were spent at a beach resort in Playa del Carmen (south of Cancun), where we relaxed on beach chairs under palapas, snorkeled and swam in the spectacular Carribean water, and read in the comfort of the hammocks on our patio.

lostcities.jpgI've traveled all around Europe, and all the archeological sites I've seen there have been barren, dusty, or scrubby. The ground is typically bare earth or rocky, with little shade other than that provided by reconstructed stone columns. The Mayan ruins of the Yucatan were therefore a pleasant surprise, situated as they are in the midst of a verdant jungle. El Castillo, the giant pyramid at Chichen Itza, looms at the center of a lush green field. The juxtaposition of ancient stone and living grass, especially on that scale, had a surreal quality. Sadly, visitors are no longer allowed to climb El Castillo, so we had to content ourselves with feeling insignificant from its base. Perhaps it's just as well, though-- as we found out at other Mayan sites, size 14 shoes were not a design concern of the Mayan architects who designed their temples' stairs.

El Castillo is an impressive structure, but Chichen Itza's reknown stems largely from its proximity to Cancun, where daytripping cruise passengers and frat boys can hop on a bus, see the legacy of an ancient civilization, and still be back in time for debauched karaoke on the beach. The ruins at Uxmal, farther west and therefore less visited, felt grander and more inspiring. At Uxmal there was a greater sense of what the community might have been like, and the site itself felt like a hidden refuge in the jungle. I couldn't pass up the chance for the photo at right, perhaps the beginning of a "games in situ" series. Had I been really on the ball and had the luggage space, I'd have brought Yucata or Maya along, but Lost Cities seemed perfectly appropriate and, more importantly, portable.

Before I return to Mexico, I'd appreciate it if the country would adopt the following new rules:

  • All speed bumps must be painted in bright, neon colors. Speed bumps in Mexico (called topes) are an entirely different breed from what you find north of the border. They're landmines threatening to destroy a vehicle's suspension at any time. America has surrendered the speed bump arms race to the Mexicans. In the United States, speed bumps gently-sloping rounded rises the road, usually painted yellow to help motorists spot them and slow down-- which is, of course, the whole point. Mexico fights a guerilla war against unwary drivers. There's nothing gentle about Mexican speed bumps, which angle sharply upwards, then plateau for a good meter or more, before angling sharply downward again. Their unpainted surface is perfect camouflage, and warning signs-- if any exist at all-- are small, green, and posted directly next to the bump at the side of the road. By the time you see the sign (or in my case, trigger cardiac arrest by your gf unexpectedly shrieking "Bump!" into your right ear at the top of her lungs), it's too late. Slamming on the brakes is a necessary but futile attempt to avoid the inevitable impact as the tope slams into your stalwart PT Cruiser's underside. Would a little yellow striping kill you, Mexico? Or is this a clever government initiative to placate the poor masses with cheap entertainment and a steady supply of automotive repair customers? In some of the villages we drove through, I could swear I saw some of the locals salivate as we entered town.

  • Mexican musicians are prohibited from performing any rendition of the following songs: Guantanamera, The Mexican Hat Dance, and La Cucaracha. Furthermore, it is a capital offense for anyone, anywhere in Mexico, to perform La Bamba. Nobody knows the right lyrics anyway. The Mexican musical tradition must be richer than this, people. Show us some depth.

  • It's the 21st century. Fix the water. When even the locals don't drink it, you've got a problem. Seriously, as your neighbors to the north, it's embarrassing.

  • Fix the toilets so they can handle paper getting flushed. When I think "Mexican vacation" I don't want to think "waste basket next to the potty".

  • Change the symbol for the peso. The U.S. already has dibs on the "$" symbol, Mexico. Stop using it. It's already annoying to have to purchase bottled water. It's really annoying to pay $12 for it. For a new symbol, perhaps something in the shape of a bottle of Corona with a wedge of lime?

    Posted by Peter at March 21, 2007 11:17 AM
  • Comments

    I, for one, applaud the photo accompanying the blog post. You've done the gaming community proud with that. I'm glad to read that you enjoyed the exploration part of your vacation.

    Posted by: Travis Eberle on March 22, 2007 5:43 PM

    $12 for water in Mexico? How about $39 for a Filet-O-Fish in Taiwan?

    Posted by: Jake on March 27, 2007 10:59 AM
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