Holbox (pronounced hole-bosh) is an island off the coast of the Yucatan Peninsula, North West of CanCun. Holbox translates to black hole, which is pretty accurate description of the island.
We left CanCun via a small boat and traveled about 20 minutes across the sea. There were big waves and I laughed as the ocean water sprayed over the side. When we arrived it was like going back in time. The streets were made of sand, not pavement. The people walked around the island barefoot, their faces leathered by the sun. The water was crystal clear and the air smelled of sweet humidity.
Our room was more of a hut. The roof was made of straw and the walls were a cold clay. In the hut was a tile floor, a small table, four hammocks and a small bathroom. There was probably a small light but I don’t really remember seeing one.
We walked down the sandy streets to the center of town. We walked around the beach. There were vibrantly colored boats lining the serene beach. We ate a feast that evening of freshly caught fried fish, plump mangoes and garlic rice. As we finished eating the sun set beneath the waves.
Then the town came alive. A carnival of sorts emerged from the shadows. String bulb lights strung from building to building illuminated the town. Children ran carefree, laughing as they chased each other around the trees. The adults laughed and cheered to the musicians playing in the street. Vendors were set up with games and magical entertainment.
There is something indescribable that happens when you are able to disconnect from the world and simply be. I can see why Holbox translates to black hole. I still feel a gravitational pull to this place. Maybe it’s the yearning for a contrast to the stresses of daily life. Or maybe it’s something deeper, more primal that is kept hidden behind our iphones and computers.
There are still places that exist without Walmart, without McDonalds, without traffic jams and honking horns. They are the beautiful secrets the world keeps tucked away so that we can return to our wild, natural selves. Even if for just a moment.
I'm Jackie, an artist, illustrator, and friend to ghosts, monsters, and aliens. This blog is full of DIY projects, stories, and things I think are cool. Stay weird.