Anita Brown Photography
Cancun on foot
Last weekend my husband and I traveled to a friend’s hotel in Tulum, about two hours south of Cancun by car. The seven-room hotel named La Via Laktea is located on a sliver of road in the natural reserve called Sian Ka’an. A very discreet driveway leads through palm trees and green shaded light.
Sand paths climb the hill up to the rooms from the kitchen area and arc gently over to slope down onto the beach. Interlocking patterns of iguana footprints drape across the sand early in the morning.
The sound of the sea encompasses every moment of the day.
I feel as though I’ve come home, I said to my husband when I returned from a trek along the beach. We’ve lived a cycle of inland life in Cancun though we are less than ten minutes from the sea.
No pavement to tire my feet. I use sandals to climb the wooden stairs to our room during the afternoon when the sun bakes the slats, and left them at the bottom of the stairs otherwise.
This painting by Alice Rahon hung in our room. Born in Chenecey-Buillon, Doubs, France probably in 1904, Rahon emigrated to Mexico at the start of World War II. Her interest in cave painting and petroglyphs is reflected in this art work. Other paintings of hers are in the Museo de Arte Moderno in Mexico City.
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Jesse
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Libby Spencer
Beautiful. This is probably my favorite place in the world. I had the same feeling as soon as I walked on that beach — that I had come home.