My final day in Mexico and the sun was hot and shining. I  had a booked a tour to the sun and moon temples, Teotihuacan. Two couples, a Kiwi and a Columbian were on the tour with me and we all piled into a mini bus along with our chirpy (and very small) tour guide Pepe.  We first visited the ruins in the centre of the city. These had been levelled by the Spanish when they rebuilt the city. Next to these ruins a huge church stood, built with the stones from the...

Mexico city (for me) is a huge mish mash of lots of different cities, maybe it's laziness on my part as it requires less description, comparing things, but sometime it better to have a context. The historic centre is called the Zocalo, long European  looking streets in a grid system reminiscent  of New York. In the centre of this is a huge square with a massive Mexican flag limply flapping in the insubstantial wind. It must take some exceptionally strong gale t...

Something ingested on Sunday proved incompatible with Cleo and on Monday morning I woke to weak voice saying my name and then a gush of liquid and the waft of last nights partially digested pizza. Poor Cleo was not a well bunny. She then spend the rest of the day on the sofa with a sick bucket or attached to the loo. The rest of us seemed unscathed and fasiciously used the antibacterial gel when going anywhere near the loo.  It was my last day in Tlaxcala and l...

Mobilising two children and a puppy for an hour and half car journey and day trip is no mean feat. Once all the bags, packed with hot and cold weather clothing, colouring books, a picnic prepared by Luis, the puppy's box and several rolls of kitchen roll as she gets car sick, were loaded into the car, along with three adults, two children and a dog, we were ready to go. Thankfully the car started straight away and we were off.  Two hours later, three puppy vomi...

I was sleeping in a room with 4 year old Aida who has been warned she would find me there in the morning however half way through the night she woke up, I said hello and came and snuggled up with me. In the morning Cleo came in and after a bit of silliness, mostly on my part, the girls had to get ready for school as it was only Thursday. Cleo starts at 8am and Aida at 9. Too early by far for me! After a hearty bowl of coco pops, they had managed to persuade Lui...