Category: ANIMALS AND PLACES OF NATURAL BEAUTY.

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RAGING STORMS AND BIBLICAL DELUGE AND A MAD OLD DOG LADY.

OR, LITERALLY WERE CUT OFF. THE ROAD WAS CLOSED AND I OFFICIALLY WAS ON A DESERT ISLAND

The last farewell.

You know it’s been raining here more or less non stop? Well now, the day I was supposed to leave, there is a massive storm. I was woken in the night by explosive bangs and flashes and the sound of torrential rain. I went to my door and the display was awe inspiring. I managed a video but really wasn’t concerned about leaving in the morning, surely this Biblical deluge would be spent by eight when my collectivo would pick me up. As I sit here still in my Punta Allen hotel room, with explosives bangs every five seconds or so, I realised that, as usual, I was overly optimistic.

Flooded road.

The wind has also picked up now as well as rumbling. Hurricane coming?

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COBA mexico and name that tree!

OR MY FABULOUS JOURNEY TO COBA JUST AN HOUR AND A HALF FROM TULUM.

Ball court with ring clearly still intact.

Well what a surprise. Just an hour an a half up the road is Coba and a site that takes your breath away. As usual I had a total fiasco going there but I’ll get to that later. Coba is a jewel and as always it’s best to get there relatively early. I saw about fifty people around this very stretched out monumental site until I was leaving and then coach loads were coming in.

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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.

Playa Carrizalillo in Puerto Escondido.
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KK, BORNEO, MALAYSIA. AT THE NIGHT MARKET OF FABULOUS FISH.

OR FISHY STREET FOOD TO DIE FOR

Clams and scallops to die for.

Arrangements for the evening promised I dragged myself from my cool darkened siesta room and out into the still harsh sunshine. That throbbing heat of late afternoon when the heat has been absorbed by pretty much everything and is now radiating it back out. Stinging my freshly seared skin from sitting by the pool for half an hour earlier.