The overnight bus from Mexico City to Campeche was a thoroughly confusing experience. Everyone was made to get off the bus at some deserted bus station in the middle of the night and after standing idle for 15 minutes the empty bus appeared to drive away without us! With our less-than-pigeon Spanish we were completely in the dark (another great pun there Tom) as to what to do, however it seemed that the driver simply wanted to give the Mosquitoes of the region a chance to snack on Trudy's legs.

Campeche itself is a really lovely city, completely surrounded by a high stone wall in order to protect it from the pirates operating around the Carribean Sea in the 17th or 18th century. It's been declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site and was a beautiful place to stop and relax for a few days. However, the relaxation didn't last long, with a welcome injection of stress when Tom wanted to continue collecting Archaeological sites. After the horse tour fiasco of Puerto Vallarta we intended to get to the Edzna site ourselves. Trying to find the correct bus felt like another game from the Crystal Maze and ended with Trudy storming off to a shop declaring "Actually, I don't even want to go to these ruins Tom, so I'm gonna go get some water and you sort us out a bus or we don't go - either way, I'm happy". Miraculously, by the time Trudy returned Tom had found a bus.

The Ezdna archaeological site is truly amazing, although it was so hot that we felt like we were walking around Hell on a warm day. Because there are fewer tourists than at nearby Chichen Itza the site is home to hundreds of iguanas. At one point we interrupted two iguanas in the middle of their sexy time - the male iguana actually chased us away, and boy did he look hard in front of his girlfriend (Little Chris we can arrange to do this for you when we get back if you need to earn some extra Man-points?).

As happy as Tom was to go to Ezdna, his happiness pales into insignificance compared to Trudy's unbridled joy in discovering the jewel of Campeche: the food market. It felt like the stalls were never-ending and there were even some 'pick-your-owns'. Trudy is very keen to point out to her mam that we bought a kilo of tomatoes for 4 pesos, about 20 pence!

To round off our stay in Campeche we went to a nearby café-bar to sample its famous spicy chile hot chocolate… OMG (can we say that at our age?). It was absolutely delicious and we will definitely try to replicate it upon our return to England.