We spent three weeks in Mexico. It’s the end of the trip… and the beginning of another chapter.
We spent three weeks in Mexico. It’s the end of the trip… and the beginning of another chapter.
Cooking on the road is a culinary adventure that involves wandering around supermarkets aisles full of mysterious brands and products.
Tulum became world-famous. Tourism and real estate boomed over the past two years.
Before 1 p.m., things were more or less making sense in a predictable travel madness kind of way.
This time, unlike in Tulum, we were lost in the jungle.
We are beach bumming in Tulum, and December 31 was no exception.
One thing didn’t change in Tulum—the famous Mayan ruins, abandoned by the end of the 16th century.
The city gets a hell of a lot more normal once you step away from the pedestrian “Quinta Alegría,” the 5th avenue that runs parallel to the beach.
The easy way to travel to Mexico would have been to just book an all-inclusive vacation package. But we are backpackers.
W managed to fly right between two major snowstorms, but apparently, you can’t outrun winter this easily.
“All of our planes are brand new!” the steward announced when we boarded the flight to Cancún.
The first time I travelled to Mexico, 18-year-old me had just quit a job in China to embark on a backpacking trip across Latin America with a guy I barely knew.
Packing is everything but a last-minute chore. At home, it’s a carefully planned three- or four-day event.
