Yesterday's post has been really bothering me and here's why. I felt like I took the easy way out and in a sense lied to you by obmission. My husband and I did have a great vacation, it's just that the picture perfect resort photos don't convey the whole story.
The truth is that Mexico left me with mixed emotions. I knew there was poverty there but nothing prepared me for the extent of the poverty we saw while driving from the airport to the hotel.
I don't have any photos to show you just how bad it was but the image of a family sitting in nothing but rubble will remain with me for a long time. My excitement at the thought of a wonderful break in a beautiful resort was replaced with feelings of great sadness and guilt.
As we neared our hotel we found ourselves passing through three security checkpoints just to get to where we were staying. It felt scarey and wrong in so many ways.
We'd hired our own car so got to see parts of Cancun that most tourists perhaps wouldn't. It was such an eye opener and there were times when I felt scared, frightened, and ashamed.
We stayed at a hotel about 15 minutes north of the Hotel Zone (where most of the hotels are located). It wasn't until we drove along the Hotel Zone on our way back to the airport that I realized what a skewed perception most visitors there must have of the area. It would be all to easy to stay in that location and be oblivious to the misery and poverty in the surrounding areas.
I had the naive notion that tourism helped bring money into the area but it would seem that money goes to money while the poor remain in squalor without everyday basics like electricity and water that we take for granted.
I'm not sure what I want to achieve with this post, I just felt the need to put it out there.