Or: How to spend 15 days in Mexico at short notice, with no help from travel agents.
The story so far: The doughty duo are taking extreme measures to get to the States in time for some sailing regattas at the end of July. A plot twist worthy of an early Star Trek episode now finds them in Mexico.
Working steadily through the various travel restrictions, it is relatively easy to get from London to Mexico City, and relatively easy to get from Cancun to Baltimore, but not vice versa. Well, it would seem a bit too easy to do the whole fortnight in one place, so with the easy assurance of seasoned travellers who have cycled to and through Bulgaria, we added in a road trip too.
On departure from London we had the following:
- A flight to Mexico City
- Some pesos and some international currency credit cards
- A hotel booked in Mexico City for three nights
- An itinerary downloaded from an Exodus holiday for a two-week holiday driving from Mexico City to Cancun, possibly a bit ambitious if you are driving yourselves and probably with slightly too many visits to authentic historical ruins
- Some suggestions from Audley of super-nice hotels in nice places
- Two guidebooks to Mexico, one with maps and one with pictures
- A flight from Cancun to Baltimore on the 19th July
Our current plans are to do a multi-centre holiday, rather than the Exodus-style road trip. Maybe a couple of extra days in Mexico City, then take an internal flight to the Yucutan peninsula to tour around Campeche, Merida, and Cancun itself. You can’t see the whole of Mexico in a fortnight so let’s just do a few interesting things and promise ourselves to come back later.
Nice that you mention Star Trek. Anything can happen so long as someone explains it (re-routing to replace unexpectedly cracked dilithium crystal, or Spock is entered in chess tournament, etc.) And it won’t be straightforward to do this thing. Even so, the crew will stick to the true values of boldly going, and of being decent Starfleet peeps (unless affected by strange rays or fungus, etc.)
I do worry about Sid’s susceptibility to fungus…
Ah. The damp feet when you’re sailing.
Or rather too fond of garlic mushrooms?
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No, more like the Green Death fungus in an early Doctor Who episode (I watched it in b&w and never quite understood its name) which flashed and went wangwangwang with eerie noises and corrupted peoples brains and then ate them. I don’t remember the end of the plot as I was behind the sofa at that point.
Nasssty. I used to watch through the banisters, though behind sofa might have defended better against flashing wangwanging. Hope Sid is drying between his toes.