OR Guardian Vultures at Comalcalco? A tricky journey to Oaxaca. Eccentric Hotels to die for.
ABANDONED PYRAMIDS Near VILLA HERMOSA then ON TO OAXACA. MEXICO.
Author: oldbirdtravels
MYSTERIOUS FAT BABIES. AN ART GALLERY IN OAXACA MEXICO.
OR MUSEUMS AND ART IN OAXACA
ALERT: FOR ALL ART LOVERS THIS IS ESSENTIALLY A PICTURE POST. IT REPRESENTS THE DIVERSE CERAMIC AND STONE ART ACROSS THE WHOLE PRE HISPANIC SPECTRUM. THIS WILL GIVE YOU AN IDEA BEFORE I POST THE MEXICO CITY ANTHROPOLOGICAL MUSEUMS WONDERS!
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OAXACA, MEXICO. OF ART AND ARCHITECTURE.
OR THE DRAMA AND LOVE AFFAIR WITH THE UNPRONOUNCEABLE.
Hotel National.
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MEXICO’S MERIDA MESMERISES, AND TEQUILA CONQUERS ALL.
OR, MEXICO STEALS MY HEART.
Arriba, arriba, arrrrrribbbba!
I was in a very weary state when I arrived. I’d said goodbye to my pal in Antigua and stayed a night in a Guatemala City Airport hotel (very good btw the In and Out, magnificent gardens and beautiful clean simple modern rooms, free shuttle two minutes from airport.) Then I flew to Cancun and stayed in another airport hotel for my initiation night in Mexico prepping for the following days flight to Merida. (Comfort Inn which also was great and I snagged the empty roof terrace as my own!).
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DAY OF THE DEAD IN MEXICO!
Or, I’ll add to this later AGAIN AND AGAIN!
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FABULOUS BEACH LIFE IN MEXICO’S PUERTO ESCONDIDO.
OR AT LAST I HIT THE LA PLAYA!
I’ve been an industrious solo traveller, searching out pyramid complexes, museums, art galleries and general things of wonder across Mexico, so now is time for a little rest and a swim, little snorkel and a little sunbathe and a little good food and wine. My last beach had been Belize for the snorkelling, so I was due siesta days. This is the time to try and rest my foot (yeah that’ll never happen) and luxuriate in the beautiful Puerto Escondido, the surfers paradise.
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BIG HEADS IN THE JUNGLE! VILLA HERMOSA MEXICO.
OR GETTING TO GRIPS WITH ANOTHER CULTURE, THE OLMECS.
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MEXICO CITY THEN GOING HOME….(NOW GOING BACK AGAIN!)
Last night sitting on my terrace with a very nice bottle of Sauvignon Blanc I sulked, sighed and finally fetched my notebook. It eyed me, I eyed it and we started.
FOOD GLORIOUS FOOD. Farmers MARKETS. ORGANIC, AND OPEN.
OR, I DIDN’T REALISE ALL THIS TIME I COULD BE OUT THERE SUPPORTING THEM.
Well blow me over with a feather. I have been a bit of a thicko. Every Sunday the Marylebone Farmers Market is open where you can buy organic and free range. It is a thing of wonder, supporting our chaps and having cheerful companionship while shopping. I mean you and all the folk there have food in common! What better than to chew the fat with foodies and get your seasonal untainted goodies.
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ARCHITECTURE AND AVENUES IN MERIDA, MEXICO.
OR MERIDA SURPRISES WITH A SWEEPING RANGE OF COLONIAL ARCHITECTURE.
