It’s not like I’m obsessing over this place, I’m just getting a bit more of a chance to blog at the moment is all.
Anyway, I feel I might be doing Merida, the Yucatan’s main city, a disservice. Can I just say not, it’s probably a really cool city. We’ve just not been having a great time there. It’s us, not the city. Sorry Merida!
Today we went out to see more Mayan ruinas, this time Uxmal (that’s “ushmal”). Marvellous place, with incredible ornate friezes and a unique curve-sided pyramid (built by a magic dwarf, according to the legend). The woman at the Merida bus station telling us the wrong times for the return trip didn’t help the day though. Two hours by the roadside. Hi ho. Minor irritations and all that.
Still, we’ve found a few more shops selling nice-looking cowboy boots, so that’s exciting….
The last three posts sound like a speeded up version of a disastrous relationship: Met, got drunk, slept together, woke up thinking ‘what have I done’, met again for dinner, realised she was quite pretty and interesting but it was never going to go anywhere because it was all too much too soon. Broke up with the immortal lines ‘it’s not you it’s me’.
Glad the shopping’s going well though ;P
Lol.
Failed miserably on the shopping this morning though. In one shop, the bloke could barely even raise a grunt of enthusiasm about the prospect of our dinero. Still, a nice change from touts pouncing on you in the street…