e kind again and not these snarling beasts who have forgotten we are all brothers and sisters. Just saying.’

e kind again and not these snarling beasts who have forgotten we are all brothers and sisters. Just saying.’
As my stomach lurched and I queasily smiled and joked and joined in, the blood pooling on the table kept distracting me.
OR ANOTHER GOOD THING CAME OUT OF CAMPECHE.
Although I had had a great time in the museums with the magnificent jade masks the day before, I had also had a drama at the bank after, and a miserable, bad dinner in the evening. I had drank the last of my six pack in my fluorescently lit room and felt glum and anxious about the following day. I was to be pleasantly surprised however.
An hour up the road with the collectivo is Edzna. Without Lariza at my hotel, I wouldn’t have known anything. She was excellent for the proper local information and knew exactly where to get what, and what was open. The other shitheads were full of false info. Despite the hotel being eccentric, she was my rock.
There was a very real danger of being crushed between the boats and it was very tricky to time it right on the first time attempt. I did out of fear and horror. Boom I threw myself on the deck without their bloody “One, two, threeeee”
So much in such a fabulous year. I just have to repeat to my old birds to get out there and do it, it’s a crazy beautiful world waiting for you
To imagine the little hands lovingly playing with them, seen across the millenia, laughing with joy maybe even having fights about who should have a go next. Also the larger hands that lovingly made these things for the then, apples of their eye.
Now here’s the thing. As I travel alone I am kinda strict about travel etiquette so if you are going to meet someone they cannot dither or get on your tits,….
My luggage rules are one carry on suitcase and a small under-seat rucksack for ALL trips. I will explain how to make this adjustment in your set thinking of how much to take.
TOP TIP: My habit of always putting “old town or historic centre” had bitten me in the arse a few times. This terminology, “Historic centre”, includes and means a place where you will be raped and murdered in an alley and have everything stolen off your still warm corpse, but it also has a lovely church.
GET READY TO SPREAD YOUR WINGS AGAIN. BEFORE YOU KNOW IT WE WILL BE TRAVELLING AGAIN. STRENGTH MY FRIENDS!