No One Is From Akumal
We heard the drums before we saw them. A steady, staccato beat beckoned us to walk farther across the bridge during the opening ceremony of the Akumal Arts Festival and Residency. Ta-ta. Um-ta-ta. Um-ta-tat-ta-ta. Um-ta-tum. Cresting the hill, we followed the beat until five Maya in traditional dress blocked our path into town. Their smooth, …