Our shuttle dropped us off at this rather foreboding fountain.
But soon we were trooping down the street with with lots of other strollers and potential diners.
All the stores were open and many were the colorful souvenir variety.
Some were clearly upscale.
But we were mainly hungry so we opted for some lovely spots on the second floor where we would enjoy both the food and the streetscape passing below.
The cuilinary rewards were always quite reasonably priced, attractively presented, and delicious.
There is no finer finish than Mayan coffee and it is done with a flair all its own.
Our re-entry to the chill of the American Midwest was mitigated by the knowledge that we would be heading for Arizona shortly and the next entries will highlight some of the new experiences on that trip.