I find myself returning often now, returning to books that I have already read, returning to places that I have already been. There is an appeal for me about a return. There is usually something different, something even better, to be found upon returning to a place. (Returning to people is a different thing altogether.) So it was upon my return to the island of Janitzio in Lake Pátzcuaro in the beautiful state of Michoacán.
This is Janitzio as it looked to me out the back of the boat when I last left it on 3 November 2009. Janitzio is an island that begs to be photographed and untold thousands have done just that. However, we had some unusual weather conditions on my return there with friends. Sane people are normally not out on the lake in such weather taking photographs.
Views from the top follow.
The city of Pátzcuaro in the distance.
This is the island of Tecuena with the island of Pacanda in the background.
The following snapshots were taken on 3 November 2009.
From the docks one climbs up to the summit on a long, winding staircase lined with shops and restaurants. The norteamericano in the red tee in the bottom snapshot is my young friend, Frank, whom I have since lost in the dark underbelly of Mexico.
Frank on the descent in the early evening.
In addition to the shops that sell the usual tourist crap along that long, long stairway to the top, there are also many charming little restaurants. Isn’t that what we always call them? Charming little restaurants?
A commercial photograph from the tourist bureau of the island of Janitzio in the foreground with the islands of Tecuena, little Yunuen, Jaracuaro, and Pacanda in the distance. A right click on this one will give you a particularly large resolution photo.