From Izamal, we drove north towards the coast. The roads were narrow, but paved.
The town of Dzilam Gonzalez also had the ruins of a pyramid temple in town. It looked like a pile of jumbled rocks the size of a city block.
Dzilam de Bravo
We reached the shore at the town of Dzilam de Bravo. The skies were gray, a strong wind was blowing from the ocean, and the town appeared asleep, hungover, and dead quiet. Again, the streets were littered with abandoned Carnaval floats. We tried to track down some lunch, but the town's few restaurants were all closed. We ended up buying some avocados, limes, fresh tortillas, and cheese from little markets and prepared a picnic of avocado tacos.
Mina de Oro
The little restaurant Costa Azul stayed open late for us. For some reason they switched the music videos on TV from latin music to early 80's pop hits. For us?
The next day was sunny, and Progreso came back to life to greet the masses of tourists arriving from a cruise ship docked at the end of the town's 4-mile-long pier.
We headed to the town market for breakfast.
Mmmm coconut & straw!
The narrow causeway road south out of town worried us with its many potholes, but it did eventually meet up with the main Progreso road south to Mérida.