(A random little church in a random Mayan town. I loved passing through these little villages.)
(Entering the convent at Izamal. Known as the Yellow City, this is a beautiful little village of about 15,000 people, with the center covered with yellow buildings and cobblestone streets.)
(Pope John Paul II visited back in 1993, hence the statue and the proclivity of everyone in the town to tell you all about it. The people there were very nice, and I actually stumbled upon a street party and carnival that night in honor of our of the saints from a local town. It had a live band, carnival rides, fried food stands, games for kids, etc.)
(The convent sits right in the center of town, actually built on top of an ancient Mayan temple, in a very obvious effort to promote Catholicism over the prevailing beliefs of the time.)
(The myriad arches of the convent of Izamal are quite impressive, enclosing a grassy square about the size of two football fields, fronted by the facade of the church.)
(An arch leading to the center of town, on the backside of the convent.)
(Another streetscene in Izamal.)
(Burritas! They were filled with chicken, and the green salsa on top was great...and spicy.)
(The Yellow City. Unfortunately, I didn't have a lot of time to explore the town, but I was very impressed with what I did see.)
(A cheaper version of salbutes, with some sort of ground meat. I'm not exactly sure what it was, and it's possible that I might not want to know.)
(One of the municipal buildings in the central square of Mérida. I was just back in Mérida for about an hour to drop off the car and take the bus across to Tulum, heading right for Hurricane Rina that was on a path to hit that Caribbean coast the next morning. Smart.)
(I made it to Tulum, as did a lot of rain, so I mostly walked up and down the main street in between the storms and got some great food at a little house off the main road.)
(Many of the businesses were boarding up their windows for the impending hurricane. Fortunately, the hurricane was downgraded to a tropical storm just as it was making landfall, and it wasn't as bad as expected.)
(Chilaquiles - basically a soggy, more Mexican version of nachos. Really good.)
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(A random little church in a random Mayan town. I loved passing through these little villages.)
(Entering the convent at Izamal. Known as the Yellow City, this is a beautiful little village of about 15,000 people, with the center covered with yellow buildings and cobblestone streets.)
(Pope John Paul II visited back in 1993, hence the statue and the proclivity of everyone in the town to tell you all about it. The people there were very nice, and I actually stumbled upon a street party and carnival that night in honor of our of the saints from a local town. It had a live band, carnival rides, fried food stands, games for kids, etc.)
(The convent sits right in the center of town, actually built on top of an ancient Mayan temple, in a very obvious effort to promote Catholicism over the prevailing beliefs of the time.)
(The myriad arches of the convent of Izamal are quite impressive, enclosing a grassy square about the size of two football fields, fronted by the facade of the church.)
(An arch leading to the center of town, on the backside of the convent.)
(Another streetscene in Izamal.)
(Burritas! They were filled with chicken, and the green salsa on top was great...and spicy.)
(The Yellow City. Unfortunately, I didn't have a lot of time to explore the town, but I was very impressed with what I did see.)
(A cheaper version of salbutes, with some sort of ground meat. I'm not exactly sure what it was, and it's possible that I might not want to know.)
(One of the municipal buildings in the central square of Mérida. I was just back in Mérida for about an hour to drop off the car and take the bus across to Tulum, heading right for Hurricane Rina that was on a path to hit that Caribbean coast the next morning. Smart.)
(I made it to Tulum, as did a lot of rain, so I mostly walked up and down the main street in between the storms and got some great food at a little house off the main road.)
(Many of the businesses were boarding up their windows for the impending hurricane. Fortunately, the hurricane was downgraded to a tropical storm just as it was making landfall, and it wasn't as bad as expected.)
(Chilaquiles - basically a soggy, more Mexican version of nachos. Really good.) 
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