There are many buildings like this in Valladolid. If you don’t get off of the town square, or beyond the bus depot, you’ll never see them. Their walls are covered in layers of paint mixed with patchwork. Color over color over color. The walls pock marked with decay from the jungle weather. Heat, hot, humid. Their old wood doors look like they could be pushed open with a finger, or maybe a swift kick with a foot.
I can’t tell you where this building is. It’s somewhere in town. Within a few blocks of the square. But that’s not the point. It’s one of those places that need to be discovered, come upon, found. It was one of those buildings that when seen, it begged for me to just stand across the street from it and hang out with it awhile. Study it. A wall with soul.
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I fell in love with Valladolid. You’re completely correct in saying you must venture past the bus station and the main square. One afternoon, I watched a tour bus drop a group of, who quickly snapped a few pictures of the square and church, and were back on the bus. Couldn’t help but think about what a beautiful place they were missing out on.
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Yes, I witnessed the same thing with the tour group in the square. They had no idea what they were missing. I’m sure that a lot of people could find Valladolid boring, too quiet. But Valladolid is one of those Yucatan towns that needs to be stayed in. And for some reason on that trip down there, I kept going back there, through there, around there. It was my hub.