Basically a very, very old monolith.
By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.
Alleys, colorful houses, creepy stories.
We all think of certain things when we think about fall. Golden, crispy leaves falling from trees, chilly nights, Halloween preparations, allspice and cinnamon, the end of the school year (finally). Most of what I associate with fall, however, comes from literature and movies. Where I am from, fall is stealthy and subtle: the rainy … Continue reading Favourite Fall Reads
Last July, during our trip to Colombia, three friends and I left the touristy streets of Cartagena in the early hours of the morning, in search of a different side of the Colombian Caribbean. So far we had seen pretty, colourful streets and tasted delicious food, but everything we had read about Tayrona seemed to … Continue reading Walking El Tayrona
Wonderful food, colorful houses and other exciting experiences.
"You are aware, of course, that somewhere over the horizon there are mighty cities, busy factories, crowded freeways, but here in this part of the country, where woods drape the landscape for as far as the eye can see, the forest rules." A Walk in the Woods: Rediscovering America on the Appalachian Trail was first … Continue reading Bill Bryson’s Walk in the Woods
A not very popular cenote just half an hour away from Chichén Itzá.
A surreal place only 20 minutes away from Tulum.
Kukulkan's old house, sun and lots of people.
On our third day in the Mayan Riviera, we drove north for two hours, from Playa del Carmen to a town called Chiquilá, to take a ferry to Holbox island (pronounced holbósh). Despite the island's very recent popularity, we were a bit disapointed to see that a lot of people were going there, huge ferries … Continue reading Holbox
White sand, clear blue water... and a lot of tourists.