We took off from Cancun and as soon as we left the ground behind I thought I should almost be able to see it.
Questionable cloud masses masquerade as landmasses. If I were a painter I would paint skyscapes as others paint landscapes. A patch of turquoise ocean gleams on the horizon. The plane shakes in the air.
We landed into chaos, no car arrived and our address didn't have the house number, but a hero taxi driver worked it out with only his brain. Once we got there the host was sweet and we spoke a lot of pidgen.
No one takes USD and the tourist peso is much more prevalent. Not what we expected but we had only USD... So we were on the verge of not eating until a hero waiter ran over to us and told us he would work it out. Drinks in giant pineapples were had in celebration.
We ended my birthday on the rooftop terrace looking out at the lights and into people's homes.
Internet is very limited here so expect not to hear from me for a while. Peace...
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