It was late in the afternoon and I had just been to the corner store where my request for agua fría got me four avacados. The storekeeper and I had a good laugh once we got it all straightened out.

I left the store and crossed the street (as I remember it) and passed the open door of this waiting room. There were two doors to this waiting room, the one in the photo with the late afternoon sun streaming in, and the one that I am standing in, observing. I stood there for quite a while studying the incredible blue patchiness of the wall with its No Fumar sign, the empty chairs lined up against it, and the light streaming across the tiled floor.

I assumed that this was a doctor’s office, what else could it be? But I suppose it could have been a waiting room for just about anything. In the time that I was there, which seemed like ten minutes, I did not see a person – professional, waiting, or otherwise.

There could have been someone watching the room from somewhere, it seems to happen that way in The Yucatan. It takes a while to get waited on – the heat makes getting up and doing anything such an effort that people want to make sure you are worth getting up for.

Similar posts that you might like:

• >> Photo Of The Day: Merida Waiting Room The room was just so retro and even though the design was very minimal, I could tell that a lot of effort had been made to make the room seem comfortable.
• >> The Color of Valladolid Small observations of this colonial town.
• >> Photo Of The Day: Bullfight Posters In Merida The only thing that had ever seemed to change here were the bullfight posters layered one upon the other.
• >> Cenotes: Sacred Sites or Swimming Holes? Cool off with a dip into an underground pool …
• >> Photo Of The Day: Valladolid I can’t tell you where this building is. It’s somewhere in town.