Dear Meatloafing readers,
Although this website focuses mostly on food, self-empowerment, and breaking Midtown news, sometimes we like to hit the open road and explore new places. Here are journal excerpts from my recent trip to the Yucatan down through Guatemala City. —ML
Saturday, August 2: Cancun & Mérida
Yesterday we flew into Cancun (”Nueva Orlando”) and it was a little weird. Ate some delicious fast food—little soft corn pockets filled with assorted meats, cactus, etc.—and then walked around town. After awhile it was too hot and we boarded a bus to Mérida, an old city with the oldest (?) [maybe not, just read the link I guess] cathedral in Yucatán. [It is also the capital of the state of Yucatan.]
The bus ride was charming. We went through all these little towns where we saw folks enjoying their Friday night. Fond memories of a girl on a tire swing and three dudes just chilling under a stop sign. Each home was full of life, bright and welcoming. Our 2nd-class bus stopped a lot so the ride was long, but we (I) slept so oh well. Todd peed in a soda bottle and partially missed and then washed his clothes and blanket in the hotel bathroom. Our room is simple—three single beds [this was common; I think we only had a room with one regular bed less than half the time. Most rooms had 2 or 3 beds. We almost got a room with 4 beds but decided to look elsewhere.] but there is AC and a speedy fan.
I’m tall.

Sunday, August 3: Mérida
Ate an early lunch at a hole-in-the-wall place [El Cangrejito] where the pope ate during his visit in 1984. We had mini tacos with camarones, langousta y papas y lentils (?) or something brown. Heavily doused with lime, these were beautiful and colourful little pieces of art. So fresh and tasty! Fresca!
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