I mean, I can't be too mad - I'm a tourist too. But over and over again, I've enjoyed myself more in small towns and places with fewer tourists, while I can hardly wait to get away from the places that have more travelers. But I figured it was worth a shot.
I scoped out a few hostels and hotels before finding one that had a safe place I could park and wasn't too expensive, and settled in to wait for Rina on the bus. (Unfortunately, my backpack is my passenger and with all my stuff on the bike I don't have room for another person.) On my walk to the bus station I took a closer look at some the tents I'd seen on the side of the road, and realized there was a biker rally going on in town over the weekend.
I stopped by and talked to a guy from Merida for a little bit ("Where are you from?" *Turns around and points at the "Merida" sewn into the back of his leather jacket*), and admired a few of the bikes. Most of the bikes I've seen in Mexico aren't the greatest, so it was cool to see a bit of the nicer side of things. Even saw a few Harleys, which I've seen almost none in Mexico.
After Rina got settled in to the hotel, we went to check out the town a little bit. We got some dinner at a place that had pickled vegetables on the table as an appetizer (delicious - especially the half a head of pickled garlic) and got some good food, and then headed to a mojito place called Batey's.
Once inside the mojito place, you could have told me I was in North Park (my neighborhood in San Diego) and I would have believed you. The decor, the back patio open to the air above, the selection of drinks and focus on good ingredients - it's everything you need to succeed as a bar in a place like San Diego, but something I'm not used to seeing in Mexico. They even have a sugarcane press set on top of a colorfully painted Volkswagon Beetle that they use for the sugar in every mojito.
|There was a band setting up to play as well, but we didn't hang around to see them, as we were both pretty tired from a travel day.|
|Came back to find this guy trying out my bike.|
|Have to admit, they picked a place with a good view.|
That evening Rina and I mostly relaxed and took turns playing Binding of Isaac (a computer game). It was nice to just hang out with someone like I would at home, but at the same time... after three days in one place and then not moving far for the next two, I was feeling a bit... static. And I had to move. So Rina and I talked, and she decided she'd stay in Tulum while I headed onward towards Bacalar, my last stop in Mexico.