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relaxing at the “bosque”

When I get off the plane* after a sleepless journey over the Atlantic I make my way across Mexico City, on the Metro, to my friend Alisa’s apartment, struggling with my new bicycle wheel and a number of other unwieldy burdens. In less than 12 hours I have to be on a bus to Michoacan […]

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taking a break

If I happen to have any ardent followers then you may have noticed a longish silence. I’ve been off the bike for while, sitting out the end of the wet season, staying with friends in Mexico and then visiting some people important to me who are well out of cycling range. I’m currently in London […]

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snapshots of spain

I soon got the chance to check my theory that the south of Spain and Campeche have a great deal in common. Not everyone is lucky enough to have a fairy godmother but I am blessed with two of them and Camilla has a house in Spain, where we spend a week in the sun.

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hanging out with friends

I am devoting a considerable amount of time and effort to feeding myself up while staying with a friend who has a mountain hideaway in between Mexico City and Cuernavaca. The day after I arrived a neighbour invited us both to afternoon tea.

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campeche

Campeche is more or less where the Spanish first landed when they arrived in Mexico. The old colonial architecture reminds me of places I’ve never been – the south of Spain, the north of Africa, who knows.

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isla jaina

Looking at my map, Isla Jaina catches my attention, for some reason. I know nothing of the place but the map indicates that there is an archeological site on the island – which is part of another biosphere reserve – at the end of a twenty kilometre dead end track. I take the turnoff towards […]

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celestun

I cross the Yucatan Peninsula, ambling slowly between villages among ruins and cenotes, until I reach Celestun, a relaxed coastal village, on another estuary teeming with birds.

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cenotes

The Yucatan Peninsula has almost no rivers – instead its water is found underground in a multitude of cenotes.

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various ruins

Layer upon layer of history is evident everywhere in the Yucatan.

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village life

The Yucatan’s villages are impoverished, but lively, and the inhabitants some of the friendliest and most generous people I have come across in a nation of friendly and generous people.

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