A name I pronounced gravely wrong right up until they were calling the destination out at the bus station. It wasn't until the third time the bus driver yelled out " VALLADOLID! VALLADOLID! VALLADOLID! That it clicked. Ohhh Vie- i- dough- LEED! That's definitely where we're going. Since than, Valladolid has morphed into a word I couldn't pronounce to a word that leaves me grinning like a silly day dreamer lost in the clouds. Sigh. Valladolid. Here I go again. Productivity =0. I'm consumed by whimsical thoughts of booking a one way ticket to Yucatan and floating in glorious cenotes the rest of my days, only drying off for enough time to eat as many tacos as I could
What is a cenote, you ask? Well, as the Lonely planet says: "Cenotes are natural swimming holes formed by the collapse of porous limestone bedrock, which has revealed a secret subterranean world of groundwater pools." Read: the most atmospheric place you may ever swim. The fresh Cenote water is often unbelievably clear and there are likely at least a smattering of fish for your snorkeling enjoyment.
Valladolid is not just surrounded by a number of spectacular cenotes, it's also a short collectivo ride to the ruins of both Chichen Itza and Ek Balam. Valladolid itself is a beautiful colonial town with a welcoming town square, good sleeping options and great food. I have no idea how it's not on every visitors itinerary. Although after a short time in Playa del Carmen, admittedly, I'm happy it's not.
Next post: our 3 day Valladolid Itinerary