Lots of people told us that Hopkins was paradise. A little slice of beachy heaven. I disagreed when I got there. It wasn't. Or, at least, it's a very subjective paradise. Holbox, however, is a much more universal paradise. It has the long, clear beaches that Hopkins lacked, an active and communal vibe that started in our hostel and spread to the centre square and even to the posher hotels on the beach. There are whale sharks to be seen (although not now;...
Central America (the bit in the middle)
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¡Hola bloggees! Our entry from Belize into Mexico was stress free, if a little intimidating (so many big guns and frowns!). My first taste of Mexico was a sugar-coated ham and cheese fried pastry. Yep, it's as deliciously repulsive as it sounds. Our bus took us straight to Playa del Carmen. Stepping out of the taxi and into a plaza containing Starbucks, Tommy Hilfiger, Nine West, Guess, and Gap was like remembering a dream, in which everything is similar and ...