there are very few places i would interrupt the snow season for. mexico is one of them. obviously.
our luggage failed to make the connection in houston so we chitty-chitty-bang-banged our way down the yucatecan coast without our bags.
first stop: playa del carmen, over-developed and overrun by tourists (ahem)... but the tortilla chips - real, fresh (not like the rancid, stale ones served at the stylishly overrated wahaca in covent garden or the doritos cafe pacific tries to pass off as tortilla chips) - and guacamole were a delicious taste of what was to come.
if i had known our bags wouldn't arrive for another two days, i'd have drunk a bit more tequila...
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