's it!
We arrived in Mexico.
As expected, snowy roads.
Fortunately we live among the rich that shovel in priority.
Flight delays, bad queue, scrambles for a passport, everything was there to make us miss the flight. Against
winds and tides, we're off ... and even came with only 4 hours late.
car, hotel, and a first Margharita Valladolid in a backpacker restaurant excellent.
Mary has a stomach ache. Mary vomits. Marie falls asleep while we finish our plates ..
Valladolid is uncontroversial (I had to place) a small charming city which is an excellent starting point for our discovery of rural Yucatan.
Scooters, mopeds crowded, haphazard traffic,
And the colors ... From the garish pastel
, a special pallet every conceivable tone spreads over the facades, clothes, cars, children, young, old, brown, brown and even on the browns.
Third element: the church. She sits at the center of the agglomeration sue the main square (the zocalo ) and is a monumental size.
Not too touristy, the town is undergoing renovation and will be a few years a popular destination for its side-typical Mexican-more-authentic-you-die. The ailments that we can not all be wrong, skimming health food shops / clothes / Mayan statues ... Ci cons girls full test Mayan chocolate!
