When the soaring double arches of hacienda Yaxcopoil exquisite Moorish gateway greet you, you know that no ordinary welcome awaits. This is a land at the tip of Mexico ís southern reaches, where the Yucatan peninsular thrust longingly in to the gulf of Mexico as if struggling to throw off the shackles of geography. Drive through the hacienda is sprawling property and glimpses of 2,000-year-old the wind-brushed forest and scrub. The gardens are a sea of reds and golds, purples and blues as soft-scented flower bask resplendent on a vibrant carpet of green. Then the shimmering walls of the hacienda rise above you an your at once transported to a time of opulence and beauty of hard- fought fortunes and the sweat and tears of leaving your mark on a foreign soil. The 17th century main building is a tribute to the Spanish settlers who laid her foundations. Enter the reception room and the snow-washed white walls reach up to the trade mark towering ceilings that grace haciendas from Granada to Patagonia. Classic colonial-era European furnishings invite the weary traveler to rest awhile before retiring to the hollowed sanctuary of the drawing rooms, or perhaps take a siesta in the majestic master suite. After wards wander myriad corridors that wave been caressed by a thousand whispers harboring the secrets of the hacienda is fascinating life. The present owners trace their lineage to the redoubtable Don Donaciano García Rejón, who acquired the hacienda Yaxcopoil in 1864 and build it up to a 22,000-acre property at the center of Yucatan is cattle and hemp industries. Wind the clock back some more and long before the Europeans conquistadors were carving out their fortunes in this sub-tropical paradise the Mayan people were erecting temples and sacrificial alters to their gods. Leave the sanctuary of the hacienda is cool corridors and visit the gnarled pyramid-shaped ruins of this ancient civilizations, erected at the time when homage meant more than passing idolatry. When sacrifice meant more than a hard day is toil. Drink your fill of this 2,500-years-old culture before returning to the hacienda Yaxcopoil where you will be welcomed anew like a long-lost relative. As the walls turn gold then crimson with the sunset, settle down to an exquisite meal at the end of an unforgettable day.
Posted on: Wed, 06 Aug 2014 17:13:09 +0000
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