Palenque is a place of Mayan ruins and incredible heat. Even with my conditioning from being in Merida and rarely having air-conditioning, Palenque was hard to take. I had a bed in an air-conditioned dormitory, and still the main thing I remember is the heat. I actually take heat pretty well. One guidebook describes Granada, Nicaragua in May as hell on earth, and I handled it. But this was smothering, heat to take my breath away. High humidity, high temperatures, and absolutely no air movement of any kind combined to make me feel I was being steamed alive, a lobster person.
Typically for Mexico, I couldn't find an air-conditioned restaurant in any reasonable proximity to my hostel. I entered one, in a hotel, and aked it they had air-condtioning in the restaurant. I walked in and sat down, then instantly realized that having air-conditioning and running air-conditioning are two different things. The doors were open to the patio. The customary ceiling fans were missing, because after all, why would one need ceiling fans for a restaurant in a western chain hotel that has air-conditioning?
Electricity in Mexico is really expensive, about three times the rates I used to pay in Florida. But surely restaurants would get more customers if they actually used the air-conditioning?
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