It's now a Monday morning and there are still a couple of things on Joanne's bucket list to see. One of them was to swim in a cenote. We got up and I was a little nervous because her supply of Dramamine was running low. We had already looked around for some, but couldn't find exactly what she thought she needed. We searched around looking for the farmacia in the neighborhood but it seems it had relocated that way/around the block/close to the old location, etc., etc. While searching for it and asking where it was, we ran into our amigo, Roberto. I had to introduce him to mi hermana. He immediately said he could tell we were hermanas porque tenemos la misma sonrisa.
We had to give up on our quest to find Dramamine for now if we wanted to make a day of going to Cenote San Ignacio out in Chochola. We went home and gathered our swimsuits and off we went to find a combi. I knew they were somewhere around San Juan Parque. When I found the entrance I went inside and asked a couple of guys standing by a van. This wasn't the combi stop for Chochola and they didn't know where it was...they told me to look around the corner. I knew unless it had moved, it was closer than that. Well, it seems it was two doors down. But, I really don't think they knew that. We found it, paid a few pesos for our ride and in less than 15 minutes we were on our way. There were a couple of people in the back. One was wearing a nice Boston Red Sox cap. I had to show him a picture of Harbor who plays t-ball on the Red Sox team in his identical cap. And I took a picture of him to send to Harbor.
We had a very careful combi driver. It took us about 45 minutes to get there. We made a few stops, with a major pick-up/drop-off in Uman. We picked up a lady that lived in Chochola and had a nice conversation with her. She was easy for me to understand and had a super nice smile.
Once we got to Chochola - what do you think we did? We walked around the square and through the market and over to a nice, small farmacia. We inquired about Dramamine and sure enough, we struck gold. The lady was able to explain what it was good for - mareada - seasickness. We bought a large package of it for $30 pesos.
Once we got to Chochola - what do you think we did? We walked around the square and through the market and over to a nice, small farmacia. We inquired about Dramamine and sure enough, we struck gold. The lady was able to explain what it was good for - mareada - seasickness. We bought a large package of it for $30 pesos.
There were moto-taxis around the square waiting to take us to the cenote. They're so cute!
It's a short 3-4 blocks to the cenote but it's much more fun to ride.
At the cenote, you pay an entrance fee and once through the building you have access to restrooms, showers, lockers and a great restaurant/bar. It's a great place to spend the day and that's what we did. It would have been greater if when Joanne was climbing out of the water in the cenote she wouldn't have grabbed the towel that had the handsome Mexican tourist's I-phone sitting on top of it. It went PLINK! right in the cenote. Luckily another gentleman was able to fish it out rather quickly. We apologized profusely, me in Spanish and Joanne in English. It was still working and the man that owned it didn't seem to be upset at all. And frankly, it looked brand-new and expensive. But, the man that owned it appeared to have the means to buy many more I-phones if he wanted. But, he was very much the gentleman about it all!
We swam in the cenote then went and sat at the restaurant and had cold beer and appetizers just letting the day slip by. The grounds around the cenote are quite nice - lounge chairs, palapas, a pool. Just about the time we were ready to leave it started raining. Oh well! We were able to hail down a moto-taxi back into town fairly easily.
We had a fairly, long wait in the combi for it to fill up and leave. We talked with a woman in the combi we discovered was the wife of the combi driver. We should have gotten out and waited for another driver if we had known. Coming back into town was the scariest ride I have ever taken with anybody. Our driver was nuts! And there were big holes of water from the rain everywhere we just barreled through. When we went back through Uman, we came close to rear-ending several cars that happened to be in front of us. Seriously, the guy was crazy but at some point you just decide you have two choices - ride or get out. We rode.
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