Mazatlán

Due to its historical monuments, Mazatlan is a National Heritage City; besides, it is in the waiting list for becoming a World Cultural Heritage City, like many other coast cities that possess important culture and history, such as Barcelona or Cartagena. Walking by Mazatlan is more-less like traveling in time to a period that no movie had shown before. That’s why I hope that it will be appointed as Human Cultural Heritage City very soon.

But that’s not the best of Mazatlan. The best thing that had happen to Mazatlan is Kathy (insert here ridiculously happy looks and smiles). Yes! A Girl! A beautiful girl! I met her when she was freeing turtles in the beach. She’s a biologist, and although she is not from Mazatlan, she lives here and works here for the Navy Ministry. Kathy had shown me the best of Mazatlan, the tourist, the colonial and well-known spots. But I wanted to go with her to the hidden places. No, please don’t misunderstand me. What happens is that she had shown me the “other” Mazatlan: the one of the mangroves plundered by the residential resorts, by the road built in the middle of the Camaron lagoon, by the stagnation of wastes in the estuary of the Infiernillo (in its bottom there is about everything, even bicycles), and by the excessive discharge of wastewaters into the sea.

Kathy is very humble, likes to drink… and a lot of fun. She says that she put pressure on her bosses to take action with the municipality government. Of course, they didn’t pay attention to her recommendations.

She’s not concerned about the residential resorts; what’s more, some of them are beautiful, luxurious and modern. What really worries her is the ecosystem degradation that these resorts cause, as well of the bunch of lies, bad business practices, and the lack of environmental intelligence and protection from the resort developers. Of course, I’m also concerned by all those things, but what worries me the most is to continue my trip without Kathy. And that is more than enough for now.