"What could go wrong?" I debated, mounting a rusty bicycle in the overgrown jungles of Mexico. Unsurprisingly, a lot!
It was the second to last day of my Junior year vacation in Playa Del Carmen, Mexico. I woke up excited to explore Chichen Itza, one of the world's seven wonders! My family and I made our way out of bed and to the bus stop, only to arrive at our destination less than three hours later.
This was a perilous trek in itself. To my bus driver (and a couple of other buses we passed along the way) the road markings served as more of a recommendation than law. Constantly swerving in and out of lanes, we almost drove another bus off of the road to avoid a head-on collision. An hour later, the same thing almost happened to us, but while we were passing over a bridge!
Already shaken up by the start of our day, I wanted to cool my mood by exploring the ancient Mayan temples known as Chichen Itza. The day was anything but cool, however. By 10 am, it was nearly 90 degrees with almost 90 percent humidity. Within an hour, you'd have guessed that I just took a shower. Despite the heat, I was amazed by what I witnessed. Over 1500 years old, the city beheld remnants of a sports arena, homes, statues of animals, a gravesite, and a holy temple.
To escape the heat, my family left Chichen Itza at noon to one of the many local cenotes (deep natural pools of water inside sinkholes). Often used for sacrifices, cenotes were often used as holy sites by ancient Mayans. This was not the case for the cenote we visited. A more recently discovered one, we visited a cenote open to the public for swimming. It was a wild experience. Swimming in a pool of crystal clear water but you cannot see the bottom. Bats raced overhead with the only light coming from the hole in the roof of the cave.
We left the cenote at 1 to travel to our last destination of the day, Xel-Ha. Xel-Ha is a natural water park made out of rivers and pools of water. It features a lazy river, zip lines, and many other attractions.
We arrived at 3, claiming our entrance wristbands and renting a locker for our luggage. I applied sunscreen, swapped into sandals, and left the locker room wearing nothing but my swim trunks. We started off our time at Xel-Ha swimming across the lake in the middle of the park with the goal of making it to the lazy river. It must have taken an hour!
After we waited our turn and floated down the lazy river, it must have been 5 o'clock. Famished from the long day that had taken place, it was time to search for food. We looked at our map and realized that we had just missed the shuttle from the lazy river back to the entrance of the park where the restaurants were located. We weren't about to swim another hour back across the park and didn't want to wait another 30 minutes for the next shuttle.
Instead, we wanted to ride the bikes back. The map has a bike path that takes you to the beginning of the park, right where we wanted to be! We were at the entrance in less than 5 minutes and located the rack of what must have been a hundred bicycles! We picked them up off of the racks and immediately noticed some problems. They were old and rusty from sitting in the humid and salty air. They were small and I barely fit. There weren't any brakes. There weren't any helmets. To make matters worse, I was wearing flip-flops and shorts, no shirt!
We were so hungry at this point, that we just asked ourselves "What could go wrong," ignored the red flags and started on the trail through the jungle. This was a two-way dirt trail with trees on either side. There was barely enough space for two bikes to go side by side and not enough space in locations where trees grew in the middle of the path. The order of how we entered went my brother in front, my mom behind him, followed by me, and then my dad. Somehow, despite having no brakes, my brother kept abruptly stopping in front of my mom. She requested him to stop and just move slowly, but he wouldn't quit.
I decided to step up and when nobody was on coming, attempted to pass him. "Faster! Faster!" my mom exclaimed jokingly as I overtook her. I should have known better. I succeeded! I passed my brother and was leading my family. However, we were at a slight downhill and about to turn a corner. I was going too fast! An oncoming guy swings around the corner! I tried to stop but to no avail, I hit his front wheel, flying over my bike and into the jungle! I reach my arm out to brace for impact. SNAP! I landed face-first just in front of a tree, bike bent in half landing on top of me, inches from possibly breaking my neck! But wait, I heard a crack. I couldn't move my arm! Panic set in as I knew what had happened. I was helped up and turned white. I had so much adrenaline in me that I almost passed out! The guy that I hit was perfectly fine and never even fell.
I, on the other hand, just snapped the radial head clean off of my elbow. The resort health center put me in a sling and I waited for X-rays and surgery until I arrived home. Confirming my worst fears, I had "one of the worst breaks" the doctor had ever seen in this area.
Since this accident, I have fully recovered and will always remember to wear a helmet. I could have died that day!