Radisson Poliforum Plaza Hotel Leon

... one of the few people in the group who had not yet succumbed to stomach troubles. However, the loo on this bus was so horrific it almost made me vomit. Going to the loo on a bus in Mexico is always an adventure, as the roads are mainly really winding, so you kind of have to hang on tight and hope for the best. It could go so horribly wrong.

The next town was Merida. I wouldn't recommend this either. The hotel was called 'Hotel Mucuy', which I called Hotel Mucky. It was filthy ...

27th November 2009:

Managed to share a cab to the airport with some dutch guy to save some beans. All fairly routine, the flight was really turbulent though, thought we might go down at one point. Still, got to Mexico City around 1130 pm and before we got our bags the were all given the once over by a sniffer dog. I was hoping for someone to get busted for a bit of excitement, as long as it wasnīt me :) Got a cab as probably not safe to go it alone at midnight in the ...

... The conversations were halted when our table was surrounded by a local band who sang loudly and very badly for ages.

The next day, since our group had bonded so well over dinner, we all went our separate ways. I went to a couple of art galleries, where as usual a Mexican came up and talked me through the history of everything I was looking at. They really are a very useful bunch. Opposite the art gallery there was an exhibition called ī'Inquisition - instruments of torture ...

... can't just hit reply, you have to select the number again from your phonebook or else it wont get through. Getting up in 5 hours to start the mammoth journey to the beach for new year so this is just a short one (probably a relief after the previous essays!). Hope you all have a great new year and all the best for 2009! Lots of love, Suz xx

... day we hired a van to be proper tourists and beam cheesily in front of the major D.F sites. unfortunately latino timekeeping conspired against us and we didnīt make the pyramids, Coyoacan...and being Monday, most of the sites were closed. However the Palacio de Bellas Artes was pretty, and there were some guys dressed up as Aztecs in the zocalo who performed an ancient indigenous soul ...

... day. However it is now more famous as a big party place where you can hire boats and a guy to punt you around the canals. There are thousands of colourful boats and many people come here to eat, drink and party serviced by the floating shops, bars and traditional Mexican bands. We spent about 2 hours floating around taking in the atmosphere and watching the locals going about there everyday ...

... door. Gre*t fun *ltogether. We h*d gone with * group led by * tr*inee Luch*dore who w*s completely nutso *nd st*rted the night off by insisting we dr*nk copious *mounts of tequil* *nd donned Luch* m*sks to get into the spirit. The next d*y, slightly hungover, we h*d l*st ditch pressies to buy *nd then it w*s off to the *irport to le*ve for Fiji vi* L.A. S*d to le*ve Centr*l Americ* but excited *bout st*rting the next ph*ze of ...

... one of the best museums in the world. We had to cross some mental roads to get there, but it was worth it; it was really good. Cheap entrance fee, and there were some amazing exhibits and displays. After that we trekked all the way back to the trendy district called Condesa, to get some lunch in, which was really cheap, 5 quid, and really tasty. Then we were nackered, so we went back to the hostel and got some kip in. We woke up to find that we had some room mates, a couple of ...

... watching place!! We used our same rating system as before, however this time the selection was definitely better. We saw this American looking group in the distance and decided to see what they were up to....it turned out that they were on a school tour of Mexico City. However, out of the 8 days they had been there, they had only "fed pepto bismal to the turtles." I found this to be completely un amusing. Typical Americans. They ...

... would get really flustered as the person had to push past...people would be tutting and looking away in embarrasment at how long it would take and how awkward it would be. The whole bus would be looking out of the window! Ah, sweet, neurotic England! Speaking of England, Riss, Rach and I were in WalMart and guess what magical, heaven sent, treat we found...Cadbury's chocolate. Oh yes. We were freaking out all over the place and these two ...