We arrived in Cancun, today, leaving behind a whole lot of snow for sunny Caribbean skies. As we made our approach for landing, we were able to see the short trees covering the arid, completely mountain-free Yucatan Peninsula scarred with a multitude of perfectly straight roads.
The smell as we stepped out of the airport reminded me of the sweet, almost fruity, fragranced air of Malaysia. We were immediately hit with a wave of salesmen (though nothing of the scale that we had seen in China), offering everything from beach bungalows to taxi service to bus rides. We pushed through, surprised that the people here actually accepted a rejection like "no gracias", unlike China where it causes increased attention.
However, in a moment of stupidity, I decided I would shoo-off one of the more insistent salesmen by explaining, "We don't need a bus, we have to go to the bank." This, of course, did not produce the intended effect, but instead, several people were then running ahead of us calling "bank this way!" "ATM!" Nice work, Ben. Once we had ignored them long enough, they eventually left us alone and we withdrew a small amount of pesos, and were on our way.
After leaving our bags at the hostel, we proceeded to the local park. Here we learned that Mexico has sandwiches (tortas) and that the Mexican people are both inviting and very patient, no matter how terrible your Spanish may be. We continued on to the local market, where we bought some fish and vegetables for dinner, but ended up heading to Walmart instead of actually making dinner...we fell asleep eating snacks we procured there.
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