Tale of Two Cities

I was struck today as I continued my walking exploration of Merida. I am sure the epiphany was the result of a combination of things – heat, humidity, grit, exhaust and of course, euphoria.

It was as I walked into the large market near the hotel, a large 1950’s open structure, not all together attractive.
Actually, like many markets in Mexico, I think this one extended into other structures, maybe over a couple of blocks. I say this because in listening to others describe the market, it sure did not sound like the market I saw, but I digress…

Upon entering, I instantly thought of a similar market I visited in Thailand. And that was it - a tough and gritty city, with tight congested streets, bustling crowds, anything and everything for sale.

horse-drawn carriages,

elegant and ostentatious mansions.

So that's my epiphany - Merida is Bangkok with Mayans... and without all the golden topped temples.

They seem skeptical.

Well, maybe not, but they do have similar flavors.
(I do have lots of photos of Bangkok, but not with me.)
And both places really like their chilies.
At the end of the day in each place, you need a shower or a swim to wash the film off.

Lots of opportunities here. Housing prices are very cheap, but have risen in the last few years.
Having completely restored two houses in the past, I fantasized about some of the countless places that were just there for the taking.

Opportunities abound

Both Bangkok and Merida are big, dynamic tropical cities filled with culture and history.
More on the history shortly.

In both, there are motorcycles galore.

And fantastic nightlife. There were concerts, dance and drama performances every night. And as in all cities, great street performers.
And at night in Merida there seems to be a cop at every intersection keeping the traffic flowing. They really seem to have it together and other congested cities could learn a lot from this place.