To me, Yucatán was another world.
The people were not taller than a meter and a half, of native origin, and the women were wearing their hair in incredibly long and thick braids, and their clothes did not seem to have been influenced by the fashion trends outside of Yucatan.
I was still worried about my very limited Spanish, although most of the locals were speaking in Mayan, using Spanish only if it was absolutely necessary.
We went in some of the local clothing stores and while señor Jonas bought a few traditional shirts, while I didn’t have the courage to actually wear a Mayan dress. I was definitely experiencing a culture shock because Yucatán is nothing like the other Mexican states and nothing like the film cliches about Mexico and the Mexicans.
We spent the rest of the evening under the fans in the nearby restaurant, the food was extremely hot and I tried to balance it out with something called agua fresca in Mexico.
There is everything in Yucatan – from the huge and rich haciendas to the very simple huts built with simple materials, but everywhere there is a sense of hope – because of the many young people living in the smallest and most remote villages and surely because of the sun and the heat , and because everything is painted in bright and warm colors.
The hacienda, which is next to Uxmal, offers an ancient setting, a lovely pool and a hammock under the thick shades of a gazebo made of palm trees.
There is a very interesting legend about the Magician, he was a son of a local witch but he wanted to be a king, so he managed to kill the king by using magic and competing with him in difficult challenges until he managed to kill him… As most traditional Mexican stories, it’s not exactly about love, piece and humanity.
Nevertheless, an incredibly interesting and stunning place.