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Our launching pad for Chichen Itza was Valladolid, a smallish city a couple of hours in from the coast. And it is hot and humid. Air conditioning and siestas are definitely the order of the day here. Or you find yourself a bit of water. Which is what we did on a day trip to Rio Lagartos. Rio Lagartos literally means alligator river. However, it is neither a river, nor does it have alligators in it. It is actually a giant, mangrove filled lagoon with crocodiles in it. Go ...
... David pushed through the doors not knowing what to expect. Certainly not what we imagined - yes, it was noisy and bit chaotic but it was 'La hora Feliz' (Happy Hour). We ordered some beer at the bar and wandered through the various adjoining rooms before finding seats in a beer garden at the rear. There were Birthday celebrations at the large table next to ours and we were invited to take a slice of the birthday cake (which was very nice).
Once again we searched endlessly for an orphanage or school we could help. Luckily we found Hogar Nueva Vida through a forum. We emailed Patricia who welcomes us with open arms.
Unfortunately I got sick again and had to go to hospital. I had to have blood tests each day and be monitored. I was advised to just rest for a week so our Merida experience was very limited. ...
... his support. I really felt the desire to act like a girly girl, but the idea of that thing somewhere in my backpack left me no choice. Like a superheroe I did not kill it, no, I made it leave the room.
Anyways, it seemed positive. He had to adjust to the fact that toiletpaper belongs in the bin and not the toilet, but he did and he even could sleep without AC.
The real issue was still my feelings towards him and the lack of endless sweaty partynights.
He was restless. And I ...
... you get in early in the morning and can't check-in until one or two in the afternoon. So after dropping my backpack off at Posada del Abuelito, I made my way down to the walking street and toward the zocalo in search of breakfast. I ...