Jarana Yucateca

Jarana Dance on the Square
Jarana Dance on the Square

La Jarana is the typical dance of the Yucatan. It is danced to 3/4 or 6/8 timed music. In its strictest form, the dancers do not touch except an occasional hand hold. It is not a dance, but a style of dancing. The clothing used is typical of elegant yucatecan dress.

The city of Mérida has several weekly events where the jarana is highlighted. On Monday nights there is a show of just the jarana dance for an hour. We thought it was to start at 7:00, so we were downtown ready to go at that time. When we found out it did not start till 9:00, that put a damper on the evening. One of the ladies with our group had to take a few hundred pictures, so the wait did not seem that long. A little bit of ice cream helped pass the time as well.

David and Blanca
Blanca and Me
The lady in the picture with me is a Deaf friend who did a special presentation of jarana dance for us at the Deaf school this evening. She has gone to dance school to learn how to do the jarana. She just needs someone to tell her when the music starts (a particular song) and she dances along with the music and finishes right on cue.

After the festivities on the main square, we went to get my truck out of the parking garage. We got there and found out they closed at 9:00. I thought they closed at 10:00 or 10:30. Fortunately for us, there was a city worker going in to get a vehicle. This lot is used by the city. He took my money (and a bit extra) and said he would pay the parking lot in the morning for me. I think he probably will. Either way, I have my truck and I did not have to figure out which bus passes near my house.

Return of the Dog Perfume

I even washed my clothes this week, but I must have had the infamous Dog Perfume going again. Yesterday I met up with a usual gang of dogs about .75 miles into my run. They always bark and follow, but rarely closely. They acted pretty much the way they normally do at that time.

Between miles 3 and 4 I came upon a small group of 4 dogs. They seemed mostly friendly until I got right up beside them. Then one of them came lunging at me. I turned and tried to speak kindly to him, it seemed to give him extra vigor. So I tried ignoring him until he was just about to strike. I then turned at him again and he backed off. He followed for a good way with the other 3 hanging back a bit, but still barking quite harshly. I finally got rid of him by running at him aggressively. Then I turned and ran away as hard as I could. He could not keep up. He was not a greyhound after all.

Then I looked up and saw, just a block away, a bigger pack of dogs. There were 7 in that group. I am not sure what the last group of dogs told them, but they got the message. As I approached, they split up. None barked and they all looked like chickens. Good for me.

I did not have any more encounters until I got to 8.5 miles. I met up with the original small group that I hit at .75 miles. They were much more aggressive the second time around. I ended up doing the same thing I did a few miles back. I ran towards the dogs (after I had already ran past) and made them back off a bit, but 2 hung on stronger and I had to charge them 3 times to get them to leave me alone.

Maybe there is something else going on than simply not washing my clothes.

Cuzama Cenotes

cuzama1.jpgWe have had some friends in from Guadalajara this last week and have continued with our site seeing. Yesterday we went to a place called Cuzama here in Yucatán. There are several cenotes around this area, but 3 are well known and developed as tourist stops. This was originally a plantation (hacienda) that had the henequin (sisal hemp) carted around on small carts pulled by donkeys or horses.

The attraction is that you ride on a cart drawn by a horse down these old tracks about 6 miles to go see the three cenotes. At the end, you turn around and come back the way you came. If you meet up with another cart, one of you has to get off and pull the cart off the tracks to let the other pass.

The cenotes were crystal clear. All three of these are below ground in a cave. This is unlike the cenote at Dzibilchaltún which is open to the air. The one at Dzibilchaltún is considered a “mature” cenote in that there is no cave structure around it. A new cenote is one which is really just a well to the under ground river. And a developing cenote is one that still has the cave around it.

These cenotes were just amazing. We were told that it was approximately 35 feet dcuzama2.jpgeep in one of them. You could easily see the rocks on the bottom. We were inside a cave, but there was enough light coming in through the ladder entrance and natural entrances to be able to see. I am not sure that it was really that deep at one point. But it was really deep. I don’t know how deep I can dive, but I can hold my breath for well over a minute. It took me everything I had to dive down and touch the bottom and then swim back up before the breath ran out. It was very deep.

I swam in two of them. One was 40-60 feet deep. I did not get in that one. The third one we were in was a large cave. A friend of mine and I swam to the back of it. I love to swim and scuba dive, but I am somewhat of a chicken when it comes to water and I cannot see the bottom. Being in a cave, it got darker as we got further away from the entrance, which made the water impossible to see through even though it was perfectly clear. After a bit of anxiety, I made it to the back and quickly swam back to the entrance.

Very well worth checking out if you are ever in the area.