Well, nothing left to do but wander down the street and gawp at things. This is just a random selection of houses near the centro of Mérida. I like the ones left to weather the decades as much as the spanking painted ones. Patination is wholly underrated in the United States. That’s why most everything is plastic or powerwashed. But Mérida is a kind of paradise for me. Everything is real.
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“literally mortared rubble”… kind of like the wall behind the firing squad……
I have a picture of that very wall, too, on the exterior of the big cathedral. History has pretty spicy in Mexico, not just the food.
When my wife and I visited Merida some time ago, I was struck by how colorful all the buildings were. We have here in north central Ohio an authentic Mexican restaurant owned and run by immigrant Mexicans. They, too, chose to have the restaurant painted in vibrant colors. It stands in contrast with the usual brick or drab paint that is seen in most of our town. But if you go to the historical Victorian neighbor, you will see Victorian homes restored, and they too have a great deal of color, at least in the trim and wood scroll work.
Hi Bob- Thanks for reading and commenting.
One of the great pleasures of writing on the internet is finding fellow travelers, so to speak. It makes it possible to compare notes with people that have also been there, done that, and got the t-shirt.