On a bike ride around Tulum last Sunday evening, I stopped at churches to listen to people celebrate faith in God. One church had a lot of singing and dancing and happy, loud celebrating. I could hear the song down then street because the speakers sent the music through the quiet night air. Another church

A woman offered to clean my apartment for a reasonable price. She was sitting on the curb in front of my apartment building in Tulum, where the trash can is kept chained up. I didn’t know what she was trying to say. She kept saying “limpieza” and I hadn’t learned yet that’s the Spanish word