We arrived at the watery edge of the Mexico City UNESCO site of Xochilmilco after a long journey on the city metro line terminus: El Tren Liger. Non-motorized colorful boats and barges slowly carry passengers down canals and around artificially created islands or chinampas. This World Heritage site is all that remains of Pre-Hispanic Mexico City. Here, there are nine docks or “embarcadero’s” where boats can be hired for a fixed rate. This port pictured below is known as the “less touristy” Embarcadero Nuevo Nativitas.
The muddy red clay trails leading into the park are quiet. It looks like the mid-day rain has kept people away. There are only a few obstacles to contend with here in Sigiriya this muddy afternoon. These include the slippery metal stairs, muddy trails and the small pest problem. Snake holes are everywhere, but signs do not warn park visitors about the local venomous cobra population. The hornets are the real issue. Visitors must stay extremely quiet while walking the trails. Loud noises and disruptive visitors, for that matter, agitate hornets.
This time last year I spent my last remaining hours of 2012 at a hostel in the center of Kuala Lumpur. KL is nice, but this is my third and final visit in 2012. Sri Lanka is new and there’s so much to see. These pictures make me want to go back sooner rather than later. These are some of the World Heritage sites around the central Sri Lankan city of Dambulla and the valley of nearby Sigiriya.
The Mexican state of Michoacán stretches all the way from the Pacific Coast east through the colonial heartland of Mexico. Patzcuaro was once the capital of Michoacán and looks very much like it did after the Spanish rebuilt it over 500 years ago. The area, with its interesting history, diverse culture, landscape and geography, makes for a fascinating place to explore.
What brought me here?
The Dia de Muertos (Day of the Dead Festival) is the largest and most popular draw to this small town. I later found out that Patzcuaro is well-known for many other celebrations centered around Christmas/New Years and Easter/Carnival. So, why not stay and see more.
Some say that the area reminds them of Hawaii. After the crowds have left and the orange marigolds begin to fade, Patzcuaro takes on a different look. The leaves fall, the rain stops, the skies clear, the days are warm and the nights are pleasantly cool. It gives photographers plenty of beautiful backdrops which helps to make great pictures of the town, its festivals, and the lovely scenery that surrounds the region.
What to expect:
Make sure you at least learn how to say Hello (Hola) Good Morning (Buenos Dias) Good Afternoon (Buenos Tardes) and Thank you (Muchas Gracias). This is one of those wonderful places where people are friendly and exchange greetings in public. Don’t hesitate to be the first to greet a passerby when you are out exploring the area.
Patzcuaro’s sits up in the mountains and is about 2,140 m (7,020 ft) above sea level, so don’t be surprised if you find yourself gasping for air and/or feeling a bit hung over. It’s easy to become dehydrated and altitude sickness is common. It’s important to stay hydrated and not push it.
It’s a quiet town, but they love firework’s here. There’s always special events going that call for celebrating, so expect to hear them at any hour amongst other noises from dogs to music.
The towns along the lake have a history of being home to many highly skilled artists. It’s a great place to pick up handmade hats, scarves, baskets, wood carvings, copper bowls, natural chocolate and more. It’s also a wise way to spend since money will more than likely go straight to the artist and their family.
Patzcuaro has much to offer those looking for a place to see one of the most scenic parts of central Mexico. There are many places to explore, natural beauty to discover and a great history to learn about. What struck me most about Patzcuaro was the fact that the city and the region is full of charm, beautiful and fun to explore.
In a very practical sense, Patzcuaro is very easy to get to. There are several daily direct flights from the US to the state capital of Morelia, and it’s just a 4-5 hour first-class bus connection from Mexico City. There are many apartments for rent in the area, so it’s wise to book one for a short or long stay instead of a hotel. Not only is it good for the budget, but a great way to get to know the town. There are plenty of wonderful options available on sites such as Airbnb and VRBO. There’s a small but extremely welcoming and vibrant expat community that is always looking for new members. They host weekly hikes, cocktail hours and offer great advise to those new to the area.
The ancient Silk Road city of Merv in the Karakum desert (Turkic for “Black Sand”) reminds me of a bit of the fate of ancient Carthage. Tracing its origins to the 3rd century BC, it was the largest city in the world in the 12th century only to be razed to the ground some 300 years later. What remains from that time is the unrestored Kyz Kala (“Girls Fortress”), standing quiet in the sunset.
The phrase ‘lost to the sands of time’ tends to conjure up thoughts of mighty empires that have faded away into the desert. Nisa, the first capital of the Parthians, is no different in the dusty hills a short distance outside of Ashgabat. The spectacular mountaintop setting on what is now the Turkmenistan/Iran border belies an eery silence of its literally lush past. Peaceful, yet one has to wonder if this is the fate of future realms as well.