A fresh fish lunch was provided in nearby Celestun. While
our lunch was being cooked, I walked across the beach to firm, wet
sand and down the beach a half-block where I discovered not one, but
two lighthouses within 40 feet of each other. One reminded me
of a small leaning tower of Pisa, as it seemed ready to fall from what
I presume was a hurricane undermining its foundation. Behind it was
an active revolving reflector lighthouse, 12 meters high, signaling 4
intermittent flashes. They were so close, it was not difficult getting
them both positioned in one photo frame.