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<\/a><\/p>\nFirst, though, was breakfast at Origen again as I had to have those chilaquiles again! This time, they did not have green sauce but could offer me a smokey “slightly spicy” red sauce. It was delicious and not even remotely spicy.<\/p>\n
I went to Plaza Principal to try to get a taxi and ended up getting in one colectivo-style, where the taxi is full of passengers. I ended up getting an impromptu tour of the city, complete with the driver pointing out landmarks to me and treating it like a guided tour, before making it to the fort, for the low-low price of only 70 pesos. What a great start to the day!<\/p>\n The fort was reminiscent of similar structures in Canada.<\/p>\n The fort was great in that you have the fort history to learn as well as the Mayan museum within that had tons of artifacts. The space wasn’t huge, but it was easy to spend an hour there.<\/p>\n d.n.e=I’m assuming means de nuestra epoca=AD or CE in English.<\/p><\/div>\n I saw this in Durango, how skulls would be shaped in childhood to be more elongated.<\/p><\/div>\n This was shocking to me, that parents would purposely make their children cross-eyed.<\/p><\/div>\n This Mayan calendar display blew my mind. They had an agricultural calendar and a religious calendar that worked together like gears to create a cycle of time of 52 years roughly equivalent to how we use centuries to mark time.<\/p>\n Their numbering system based on 20 broke my brain but kinda sort makes sense.<\/p>\n There was a lovely walking path around the fort. It was wonderful to be out in nature in fresh air!<\/p><\/div>\n There is then this long stone path down to the main avenue.<\/p><\/div>\n I spotted a secret cave!<\/p><\/div>\n I then had a stretch on a beautiful avenue with big houses facing the water. This ruin was interesting and is on the opposite side from the ocean.<\/p><\/div>\n Looking back at the western end\/start point of the malec\u00f3n.<\/p><\/div>\n The bike paths ended in a circle so you could start over.<\/p><\/div>\n Don’t let that bright blue sky ahead of me fool you. I had to stay ahead of this behind me!<\/p><\/div>\n It was about here that I turned back inland to go back to the hotel to freshen up before lunch.<\/p><\/div>\n After a quick break, I headed north out of the hotel to go to the bank.<\/p>\n I wasn’t tempted to go into the main central market, but that’s where it is, just outside of the northern fortification in front of BBVA.<\/p><\/div>\n This was a day to get back on the Balkan pizza diet of walking a lot and breaking up the day with a giant pizza! I did some research and Patroni’s, where I’d had the shrimp pasta, seemed my best bet. All of their pizzas sound amazing and gourmet and it was hard to decide. After the server came back a third time, I said, “Almost there, I’ve narrowed it to two!” “Perfect,” he said, “We’ll do half and half!” Genius move to offer that!<\/p>\n The left side of my pizza was their “California” with a white base, blue cheese, Serrano ham, and fig jam. OMG. The right side was their “Aspen” with sundried tomato, roasted garlic, and Italian sausage. OMG. LOL! \u00a0This was quite a big meal, but the California side was a bit overbaked, so I did not eat most of the crust on that side. The crust on the Aspen side was chewy and amazing. The salty sweet combo was perfect. I think either pizza alone would have been too much of their respective type, but half and half worked great. I’m definitely coming back to Patroni’s next time I am in Campeche to try more of their pizzas!<\/p>\n Campeche historic centre has almost no cell service, oddly enough, so I went to the tourist info centre to ask about museums. You would have thought I was asking for directions to the moon. They had no idea about museums in the city or why I would even be looking for such a thing. Very odd. I ended up finding the small but interesting museum of Mayan architecture and then the city museum (next door to each other) on my own.<\/p>\n The info in the Mayan architecture museum cannot be condensed in a blog post. It was so informative. I learned about the four types of construction and daily life. Like all museums I visited in Campeche, it was tiny, but really well done. Most museums have some English, but not everything is translated.<\/p>\n Funerary attire.<\/p><\/div>\n Stunning! This is a funerary mask.<\/p><\/div>\n The city museum was next door across from Plaza Principal and was the first place with free entrance (everything else had been $65). This museum was spread out across the building, so you had to follow the yellow arrows around, which was fun, almost like a treasure hunt to find where to head to next.<\/p>\n The pirate show I was not able to see was about this pirate. He basically sacked the city and I distinctly remember hearing that he left only about 10% of the population alive. :-0<\/p><\/div>\n This ship mockup was complete with the floor not being level, so it really felt like you were in the middle of the ocean.<\/p><\/div>\n ink well<\/p><\/div>\n As time passed and the native, mestizo, and European populations continued to integrate, you could see the influence of the cultures in the clothing. These are traditional native and mestizo dress with European cuts.<\/p>\n I learned about logwood, Campeche’s black gold, a dye that allowed Europeans to achieve purples, blacks, and other colours more cheaply than with European methods.<\/p>\n There was a display of the original market in Campeche and all the people who worked there. I was amused by the tortilla lady. Some things never change. 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