I’d heard about a lake in Mexico that sounded like something out of a book of fairy tales. They called it Lago de Siete Colores – Lake of Seven Colors in English – and everyone who’d ever seen it raved about the rainbow colors that shimmered on the surface of this second largest lake in Mexico. There wasn’t a lot to be found on the Internet about the lake; located in the far southern part of the Yucatan, it was visited by only the most intrepid travelers. But since I’d rented a car for the week, I took a chance and drove the four hours from Playa del Carmen, armed with a list of the few budget accommodations I’d identified.
I rolled into town in mid-afternoon, took one look at the gorgeous water and knew I had to stick around for a couple of days. The cheap digs – the only true hostel in town – sent me running for the car. The inside was a furnace without even a fan to cool the dorms, beds were little more than plywood planks, and the place was far from clean. I checked out a couple of other hotels but they were too expensive for my beer budget. Just as I was about to give up I spotted a sign for Hotelito La Ceiba and decided to make one last stop. Thank goodness I did! Read More »