When Spanish explorers first sailed ashore Isla Mujeres in 1517, they discovered an island where the Mayans had already lived out part of their existence. Built hundreds of years earlier, at its southern end stood the temple to the goddess Ix-Chel as well as several stone structures in the shape of women. To honor Isla Mujeres’ female slant, it was given its current name – Spanish for “the island of women.”
Positioned on a cliff overlooking the Carribean Sea, the winds and the waters of the centuries have swept across the temple, including 1988’s Hurricane Gilbert which chiseled away part of the structure. Small in size and remote in location at the point furthest from the island’s largest town and its ferry landing, not many tourists travel to see these crumbling stones. Its largely unexplored status just makes this a site all the more compelling.
Sabina Lohr finds that home is not where the heart is, and a good chunk of her life revolves around plotting her next trip, or traveling. She has a Bachelor of Arts with a major in German which, like many liberal arts degrees, has gotten her nowhere except overseas to study. Unlike so many other travelers, she has never kept track of the number of countries she’s traveled to but knows her continent count stands at only three. The other four are calling.