Busing through Mexico…
I love to go busing through Mexico. It is such an inexpensive way to travel, I can’t imagine not using this wonderful resource to explore. Most people sleep on the bus, but I look out the window to catch all the little bits of life in Mexico I can catch along the way.
Here’s the bus station in Playa del Carmen. All the bus stations are full of activity…people waiting around to go somewhere. The bus station in PDC is very clean and as organized as you can get in a Mexican bus station. Even though I don’t speak much Spanish, I’ve never had a problem buying a ticket to wherever I want to go…and I’m always amazed at how cheap the tickets are. And the buses are very comfortable…some with little TVs and bathrooms. There really is no excuse not to explore Mexico when you can take advantage of this wonderful resource.
I would say that most of the travelers are native Mexicans, but that probably also depends on the time of year. Many of the families have small children and I have yet to experience any problems with whiny or crying babies. All of the little ones I’ve seen on the buses have been very sweet.
Here’s the bus station in Valladolid. It looks okay from the picture, but I would suggest that you don’t use the restroom if at all possible if you make a stop here. Besides having to pay for your toilet paper, it is definitely not the cleanest situation you’re going to run into. Just a little info.
When I bus through Mexico, I love getting shots of just…well, Mexico. When you’re riding through these small towns, you really realize how these people are just living their everyday lives. We tourists come through and take random shots and consider it “artistic”…but these are real people…just like you and me…trying to make a living. I wonder how I’d feel if I was just sitting on a bench here in Texas and some Mexican tourist came up and took a picture of me to capture that perfect photograph. But then again, I think me sitting on a bench in ‘Somewhere USA’ would be pretty boring.
So I take these shots and can’t help but wonder what’s out there…over that hill…around that corner. I wish I could win the lottery, because I would like to get off the bus and see more.
Here was a cutie who let me take his picture after I bought a souvenir from his dad at Chichen Itza. It amazes me how quiet and sweet most of the children are in Mexico. I love their shy smiles.
There’s also many instances of seeing people just “hangin’ out” at various establishments along the way.