Tag: AIRPORT HOTELS

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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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SPAIN. ADIOS MADRID, HOLA LONDON.

OR THE LAST LOOK AT MUSEUMS: THYSSEN-BORNEMISZA AND CAIXAFORUM MADRID THEN MORE AIRPORT HOTELS TALES

In the ‘LUJO’ Exhibition. Phoenician funerary marble

And here it was, my last day in Madrid. In the morning I would finally be going home after three months away. Tomorrow was to be a scary day. Home at last while Covid was just a twinkle in Wuhan’s eye. Home to mountains of mail and possibly some dead plants. Home to the familiar all unfamiliar now. Home to what would be, allsorts of shitstorms. Home to my gilded cage. (ironical to think we literally would be caged with the so called lockdown) Home to terrible dramas and discontent.