Mansion del Valle San Cristobal de las Casas

... worried about having them on us and what might happen so we decided to post them. Good God the drama that that entailed. First we had to find the postoffice, round in circles we went for about twenty minutes, thanks to local directions. Then we couldn´t buy envelopes or postcards or sellotape or anything useful like that in the post office, we had to find a stationer. More walking about. When we eventually got ourselves an envelope, a postcard and some ...

... and also with Coca-Cola to create a very cool church. <br> The outside of the church was normal, except the archway over the entrance and trimmings were painted a psychodelic green and covered in fairy lights. We took off our hats and walked in. The door closed behind us. <br> The first thing I noticed about the church was that the floor was wooden, but covered in grass clippings. The entire floor. The next was the lady kneeling on the ground where she had ...

... views of the canyon walls and crocdiles. Crikey! I couldn´t wait. We were hustled into buses for the one hour trip to the docks along the river. We boarded speed boats and zipped along the wide river while gazing upward at the 800 foot cliffs. When we reached the dam we spun around and zipped back. We were nearing the docks again and I became disappointed that we weren´t going to see ...

The best preserved colonial town in Latin America according to Time Out and walking through its streets you would be hard pressed to find the difference between it and a southern spanish town from the 40s or 50s. The buildings, the people, poverty, aspirations but one glaring difference, the back packers and the tourist industry that has sprung up to service them is certainly new and also ...

... interesting shops and good cheap restaurants, and the centre of town boasts a beautiful church and plaza. We wandered through 2 of the big market places that contain a vast array of handicrafts and loads of produce. We spotted at least 30 different baskets of fresh and dried chillies, a wide variety of fruits, vegetables, meat, fish, and fresh and dried herbs. We also saw (and smelled!) some huge - 2m wide huge - baskets ...

... olevan vuoden lopussa myydä itsepoltettuja vuoden "best of" -musiikkikokoelmia ja esitellä kokoelmaansa stereoista koko metrovaunulle. Täten pääsen minäkin jammailemaan koko kevään omistamani 300 parhaan meksikolaishitin tahdissa. Bailabaila. Niin ja kävimme myös läheisillä inkkariraunioilla. Mexico Cityssä viihdyimme jonkin verran alkuperäissuunnitelmia pidempään. Neljän päivän jälkeen jatkoimme kuitenkin kohti etelän Oaxacaa yhdellä Meksikon kalliista, mutta ...

... their illnesses. On our second day, we visited the two indegenous villages of San Juan Chamula and Zinacantan. We learnt how the community works, what are their believes and how they live their day to day life. We entered the church, which is very different than what a catholic church would be: no benches, loads of candles on the floor, no priest but people coming whenever they want to pray with their family, no mass, no confessional rooms. The Chistian ...

... After yet more endless hours on a variety of buses, we crossed the Guatamalan border into Belize. It was rather surreal to be surrounded once again by people speaking English, albeit in an almost indistinguishable accent!At Belize City, we took a water taxi out to a tiny island in the Caribbean called Caye Caulker. As we stepped off the boat we were greeted with the phrase soon to become the catchphrase for island way of life, "Go slow, there´s no need to hurry ...

... hungry hungry? chess with no white squares? poker with no face? back with no gammon? after a quick taco stop at a suburban restaurant, rafa and i walked to the eastern entrance of the victor manuel reyna stadium and met up with a couple of locals who advised us not to take any weapons, cameras or cigarros into the ground. i questioned the validity of the statement, sensing a setup, but rafa assured me they would protect our belongings while we watched the game ...

... star, with tribal work running from my shoulder to my wrist.<br><br>stroking his beard, alex asked me - what are you doing tomorrow?<br><br>om, sanskrit for the sound of creation and the vibration of the universe, was inscribed on my forearm as a birthday present from my brothers in darwin. smurf, joker and ox chipped in one drunken night while I was living in the tropical top end... but that's another story. <br><br>the drama was, the om looked like it spelt 3d, therefore losing ...