Having settled into a ‘I-could-easily-do-this-for-a-few-months’ pattern of coffee shops and Spanish lessons one day and sightseeing the next, I decide it’s time for something more intrepid than grabbing the metro to a museum or park. Cue google search for things to do in Mexico city – a couple of clicks and I’ve committed myself (and a mutual friend Warren) […]Read more "A hike up Mexico’s sleeping woman"
I think I’m a little in love with Frida Kahlo. Bar her prolific monobrow and flamboyant style, I knew little about Frida’s story before arriving in Mexico city – but her famous blue house in Coyocan was on my must-visit itinerary (alongside pretty much every other Mexico city hotlist). Keen to learn more about the famous Mexican artist […]Read more "Kahlo crush"
Mexico has ignited my taste for the hot stuff. And when I say hot stuff I mean chilli. In three weeks I’ve gone from gingerly sticking a fingertip into the fiery sauce that sits atop every dining table to dousing tacos, pizza, corn and even fruit in the spicy stuff, so tonight, as I sat eating tacos at […]Read more "Muy rico chilli sauce at King of the Tacos"
A few weeks into my trip and I’ve realised the first day you arrive in a new location, you always feel slightly odd. The best advice therefore is a) not take yourself too seriously b) find a good coffee shop and c) speak to someone from home to reground. After doing all three (thanks Connie for the […]Read more "Falling for Mexico’s history"
After a couple of days spent relaxing on the gorgeous beaches of Isla Mujeres (see above, yep, really that good) it’s time to move onto Mexico city. I won’t lie, I’m mildly apprehensive about this since everyone I’ve spoken to seems to think that visiting the city is a) dangerous and b) something to be avoided. It’s also […]Read more "Bye bye beach, hola Cuidad de Mexico"
One night in Cancun, a four hour bus journey to Chiquilá (watching badly dubbed Spanish films) and a short ferry ride later and I’ve landed in Isla Holbox. Situated northwest of Cancun, this miniature island is just 26 miles long and, so far, unspoilt by tourism. Since nearly everyone I’ve met has raved about this tiny island, I’m expecting […]Read more "Isla Holbox – welcome to toy box town"
Before I arrived in Mexico, I decided there was no way I could come to Tulum and not go to Hartwoods. Situated at the far end of the hotel zone on the jungle side, it’s the one place I have broken the ‘no eating at the beach’ rule for. The now famed open-air restaurant is easily […]Read more "Food heaven at Hartwoods"
I’ve been thinking about fear a lot this year, and how much opportunity it steals from us. The worst thing about fear (apart from how paralysing it is), is that when you actually do actually take a leap of faith you realise that a) 99% of your fear was unfounded and b) how beautiful it is […]Read more "Going underwater"
A few days after arriving in Tulum and a disappointing lunch experience in the hotel zone (justified payback for being lazy) it’s clear the best eats are found off the beaten track. In other words – you need to leave the beach. I repeat – you need to leave the beach. The best place for cheap and delicious […]Read more "Antojitos por favour!"
After 24 hours of doing no more than moving from sunbed to sofa-bed and lifting a few Margaritas, getting around Tulum feels like a herculean task. Since the pueblo (or town centre) sits on the highway a good 10 minute drive from the beach, its impossible to move from one to the other without taking a taxi or hiring a bike. […]Read more "Day tripping at the Mayan Ruins"