Catedral de la Inmaculada Concepcion
At 10:45 a.m. we slung our rucksacks over our shoulders and headed to the ADO bus terminal (about a 20-minute walk from our house). Dennstedt’s are ALWAYS early to appointments; our bus was scheduled to depart at 12:00 noon sharp. Buses are the way to travel in Mexico. For the most part they are modern, safe, equipped with reclining seats, air-conditioning and bathrooms (and movies in Spanish). The old ‘Chicken Buses’ you find mostly in the small rural towns (yes they still exist if you look hard enough).
The terminal was fairly crowded with travelers headed to their various destinations, but it was not chaotic at all. The bus left precisely at 12:00 noon, and arrived in Campeche 2-1/2 hours later. The ride was very smooth and the seats comfortable. I actually found it more comfortable than riding on a plane; it felt like I had more room (but that could have been my imagination). The bus fare was only $15 USD and was well-worth the price (if I had my ‘Old Farts’ card it would have been $7.50 USD … on my to-do list for our next trip).
In the next photo you can see our bus parked and waiting for embarkation. They checked our tickets twice before boarding, once at the gate and once again at the bus. It’s probably easy to get on the wrong bus. The last photo shows the interior of our bus; I am NOT responsible for the orange fright wig in the photo.
There was a lot of road construction on Highway 180, but nothing that proved problematic. Arriving in Campeche we disembarked, and proceeded by foot to Centro Historico. In retrospect we should have taken a taxi as the sun was straight up and brutally hot. I set my compass to West, and approximately 45-minutes later we trudged up to our hotel in the heart of Centro Historico. We decided to stay at Hotel Socairo, because Trip Advisor had listed it as the #2 Best Value hotel in Campeche. We were not disappointed. Cost was $700 MXN/$53 USD per night ($26.50 USD pp per night), and included 2-beds, AC, hot water, Cable TV and complimentary drinking water.
After a short rest we headed over to a local restaurant, Casa Vieja (Calle 10, No. 319, por 57 y 55), overlooking Plaza de la Independencia and the Catedral de la Inmaculada Concepcion featured in the first photograph. There we enjoyed our Cuban cigars and adult beverages on the second floor balcony, and later a great dinner. See below photo to view pure contentment.