Graveyard shift… Merida, Day of the Dead
November 4th, 2009
Monday 2nd November is the official Day of the Dead.
Because we imagine ghoulish parties, families camping out by graves, skeleton outfits and macabre voodoo offerings, all of which we assume will take place at night-time, we decide to go to the beach for the day, maybe take in a pyramid or two, then return [...]
Fear of the Living Dead….
November 3rd, 2009
This is my third visit to Merida; my other two visits to Mexico have been to Cabo San Lucas which I’ve never been a great fan of. I wanted to bring the kids to Merida at this time of year so we could participate in the festival of The Day of The Dead.
The guidebooks assure [...]
Made it to Merida… finally
November 2nd, 2009
Experienced travellers write often of perilous journeys to foreign climes but one thing I’ve noticed is they rarely comment on how you really feel when you arrive.
The white cloud that fills your head; the memory wipe-out that means you can’t remember your name when filling in the immigration form. You walk into supermarkets and [...]
