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One thing about San Cris I forgot to post
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Cancuuuuuuun
It is somehow fitting that we ended our trip in Cancun. It was like a slap in the face. And here’s why:
A bus to Mérida
We got to the bus station in San Cris during a torrential downpour. We had to walk down Insurgentes and the farther down we got, the deeper the water got. It had been raining all day. Seriously. It barely stopped. And apparently, the drainage in the city can’t handle it.
We’re in Mérida
and are heading to Cancun today. I won’t even talk about the 14 hour bus ride here… until I can do it justice, of course.
Actually went to the beach yesterday and drank a Piña Colada. See? We do normal stuff too.
And so we depart San Cristóbal
Which, honestly, I don’t want to do. It’s truly wonderful here.
Behold….
The best t-shirt ever:
Comes in grey and red. $130 pesos.
If you want one, you gotta’ let us know.
A church on a hill
There’s a street here called Guadalupe Andador. That’s the street with all the bars and restaurants and where you usually can find expats hanging out at the wine bar called La Viña de Bacco. Great bar. They give you tapas with every every order, and a glass of their house red costs $18 pesos! If we go there, we end up staying too long and eating far too much tapas and drinking far, far too much wine. There’s been a few nights where we were there so long, we forgot about dinner altogether. (It is also the scene of my one night of gastrointestinal horror… not due to their tapas, but due to a waitress giving us a free shot of tequila as we walked out the door. BIG mistake on my part.)
This one’s for Pedro
The whole time my father-in-law was here, every time he’d pass a vendor that sold churros, he’d say “Oh, I love churros. But I cannot eat them any more. But boy are they good.”
Mexican Dogs
There are a lot of them here, but unlike in South America, these all seem friendly and cute, albeit dirty.
Time to wax poetic about the freakin’ Mercado
How much do I love the Mercado? MY GAWD I can’t even tell you.