After a long two hour bus ride from Merida, we were let out just before the beach to a small place where we met some boatmen. The boatment took us five plus another couple out into the waters for an hour or more tour of the native pink flamingos that inhabit the area. In December there are over 10,000 flamingos! For us - in May - there were about 2,000. The flamingos were native to the area and come to feed and nest throughout the Yucatan.
Near the end of the tour, our boatment took an extremely sharp turn into the woods that neighbored the water which eventually led into a small spring. Here we had about twenty minutes to catch a swim with some friendly fish and spring water. We fed the fish some bread and then took off back to the city.
Once out of the boat, we walked over a kilometer to the coastal city. Along this famous 'kilometer' walk, we endured much garbage, dead animals, stank smells, and class-skipping school girls. It was an experience to contrast with the richness of the windy ocean that met us in the heart of Celestun.
There we ate a late lunch and bummed around for an hour or so before heading back to Merida on the two hour bus ride.
Tonight we went separate ways. Alli, Christina, and Brent went out to eat with some English students that were in the city. Murphey and I closed the night with some late night chalk drawings in the dark streets of Merida.
Buenas noches.
- clay
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