Hacienda de los Borregos
Sunday morning bike rides always lead to new discoveries... This time was no different. We cycled from the hacienda to Acanceh, and from there decided to carry on through a little path leading form the local cemetery towards the highway. The improvement works had just ended and we were curious to see if the little alley used only by locals on bikes and tricitaxis would continue. It did, and a perfect tunnel under the 184 (Merida-Chetumal) allowed us to cross safely. About 4 km of once a truck line, led us to a little village where the time stopped many years ago. About 20 houses scattered around the square, a concrete sports court and two chapels, the old abandoned one falling apart, and the new one painted bright. Thirsty, we stop in the local tendejon, only to find they just sell cocacola in 2.5 litre bottles - family size. Left with no choice ( water unavailable!) we buy one to refresh and rest with our bikes under a huge tamarindo in the square. Suddenly a man appea...
