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San Francisco de Campeche

Posted in campeche on March 2, 2009 by markschaumann

In the mid 1500s San Francisco de Campeche was a wealthy port and frequent target of pirates. After a particularly bad attack the Spanish Crown decided to invest in some fortications. They built a wall around the city with eight defensive bastions. Much of the wall is still intact. The only other walled city left in the western hemisphere is Quebec City. Campeche in fact, resembles Quebec City alot, however the weather is much better in Campeche.

This is "La Puerta del Mar"

This is "La Puerta del Mar"

 

Quinceañera photos at Nuestra Señora de la Soledad

Quinceañera photos at Nuestra Señora de la Soledad

 

This photo is from the city wall, parque principle is on the left

This photo is from the city wall, parque principle is on the left

 

city wall near Puerta del Mar

Niña in defensive port

Museo de Maya at Nuestra Señora de la Soledad

museo de maya

museo de maya

 

museo de maya

museo de maya

 

gringo

riding the city bus

some people never give up

some people never give up

 

colonia barrio

 

mi Campechana favorita

mi Campechana favorita

back in the saddle

Posted in campeche, yucatan on February 28, 2009 by markschaumann

I spent most of my first day in Merida assembling my bicycle in my room at a leisurely pace. I have found that if I take my time and adjust everything ¨just so” I dont have to test ride it. The hotel staff always shows surprise when I wheel a bicycle out of my room, the only thing I carried into the room was a big suitcase.

 

 

my bike

The  Carnaval celebration was huge and loud, there were many, many, people. The parade was 3 hours long, I had to be up early to ride so I didn´t see all of it.

merida carnaval 

Sunday morning at daybreak is the best time to leave Merida, the streets are deserted. Everything felt real good. The road turned to dirt at Molas, for 14 kilometers the only people I saw were four guys with bird cages strapped to thier heads. They were somehow trapping exotic birds. I should have stopped and talked to them.dirt road

 

The last 20 kilometers was difficult, I haven´t rode this far on a bike in almost a year and it is real hot. At the end of rides like this I find it hard to concentrate and function. I checked into best hotel in Ticul and crashed for a couple hours. Ticuls Carnaval was much smaller but just as unrestrained. Again, I had to retire early to be ready for the next days ride.

ticul

Mondays ride to Hopelchen was pleasant. There were a lot of small hills early on that provided a nice change. I passed the minor Mayan ruin ¨Kabah¨ and passed under an arch marking Campeche state border. There were a lot of brilliantly colored birds in the foliage on the way but getting a photo of them is difficult.

Hopelchen is a typical small town, everyone greets me and asks if I need help. I don´t see any other gringos except for a lot of Mennonites, all of them are tall and dressed in the same overalls and straw hat. They dont seem to know what to make of me….

hopelchen

I crashed early again and missed the festivities altogether, except for the dynamite charges they set off at midnite, that got my attention. Mexicanos dont fool around when it comes to fireworks.

I was up early and headed due West to Campeche on the Gulf. It was another beautiful day.

campeche road

I passed a ruin and thru some small towns.

ruina

 

 

campeche

 

I was exhausted and laid down at a bus stop and fell asleep. When I woke up these guys had me surrounded.

campeche

The last 20k was real hard, a big offshore wind developed and the traffic got heavy, but I made it! 240k in three days. I had my doubts weather I could do it.

You see stuff like this all the time

You see stuff like this all the time

Campeche crime situation

Posted in campeche on February 25, 2009 by markschaumann

Es “muy tranquilo” aca. I was reading the newspaper this morning; they have “police report” section with the prominent arrests of the prior day. Todays paper had two incidents. First a kids bike was stolen then found and the culprit arrested; it was a fairly long article detailing the whole episode from start to finish. The second incident was a little more serious, a drunk at the Carnaval celebration INSULTED A WOMAN! I hope he is still in jail for that.

(FYI Campeche is a large city, got to be at least half a million people here)

Campeche is very photogenic

Campeche is very photogenic

 

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San Francisco de Campeche

Posted in campeche, hostel, mexico with tags , on March 3, 2008 by markschaumann

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San Francisco de Campeche was worth staying for some extra days. Campeche is a World Heritage Site and is one of  two remaining cities in the western hemisphere with fortified walls.  It is small enough that you can walk anywhere, yet big enough to have all the conveniences. Situated right on the gulf of Mexico, it has an excellent Malecon with bikepath, a great place to meet people or watch the sun set into the ocean. I stayed at the Monkey Hostel located on the plaza. The staff was laid back and friendly and there were few guests, just a few Europeans to while away the evening hours with.

On my last night there they had a convention of the governors of Mexico on the zocalo. It felt like we were presiding over the affair from the balcony of the hostel. The police sealed off nine blocks to traffic and sealed off the zocalo to anyone who was not invited. The governors arrived one by one in white Chevy Suburbans. When they stepped out of the car they were surrounded by the press with lots of lights, microphones, and cameras. Eventually, they all assembled on the plaza at little tables and had dinner and watched some fine folk dancing. It was a regal affair. Later, I awoke to the sound of fireworks, too bad I missed the show, but cyclists have to get to bed early.

As I was preparing to leave the following morning, an old guy from Calgary who was  staying at the hostel  [never did get his name] started a conversation with me. He had rode his bicycle to Uruguay (from Calgary), it took him a year to get there and now he was riding buses home because he could “see the bottom of my wallet”. His was a low cost trip, no hotels, sleeping in fields each night, but he said he enjoyed that a lot better than riding the bus with the tourists. He looked over the instrumentation (cyclocomputer, GPS) on my bike and made the comment “I didn’t even have an odometer on my bike”. I showed him my cyclocomputer even told me my heartrate. He said “well I definitely would NOT want to know that” <g>.  He offered me advice on the best route to take through Central America. He had basically took the flattest route. I am not sure which route I will take; it is not unusual for me to make up  my mind at the last minute.