OK, enough with potholes and graffiti. There’s so much beauty to admire here in Merida. Look at this chapel on Calle 64, a block north of San Juan park. The scaffolding was gone and its doors were wide open when we rode by (this is a Google street map image) and I wanted to leap out of the car and explore.
Some of the other churches in the city are majestic but suggest a stern presence. This place had a welcoming presence, I thought. The leafy tree, alone on a street with very little greenery, gives the little chapel a big assist in this regard.
When I asked what chapel it was, my driver’s accent was too difficult for me. Well, God bless the Internet. I googled “chapel calle 64 merida” and right on the top of my results was this.
So for once, I’ll share some information here instead of grubbing for some. This is the Chapel of La Candelaria, built in the late 1600s. On the altar, and barely perceptible from my car, is a magnificent gilded altarpiece.The restoration was completed by the local brance of Adopte Una Obra de Arte. God bless them, too.