It's Christmas Day - bit like last year really. Got up, took anti-malarial, applied DEET, applied bite relief cream, packed rucksack, sat on public bus for 9 hours. Did speak to the folks and Auntie which was nice - they are all in Wales. Apart from that until we reached our destination the day was hell. They had 5 films on the bus - all rubbish and in Spanish so quiet no one on the bus, local or otherwise, would have been able to understand.
Xmas lunch last year was turkey with all the trimmings, about 4 desserts washed down with wine, beer, port. This year I had pork scratchings and nuts washed down with Gatorade.
We arrived in Mérida at 6.30. A few minutes more and I would have lamped the woman next to me who alternated between yawning and tutting for the final half an hour of the journey. The hotel is a very odd mix of tropical and half-completed but the water is hot and the bed is a double.
Dinner was pretty poor. Not much choice, expensive and all plates turned up luke warm. The highlight was secret santa. It seems everyone ernt to great effort to buy the jewellery most of the women received. Nok said she did like her Aztec statue but I think secretly she too wanted ear-rings. Mikey bought for me - a tan coloured belt with the words México in 3 colours written around the outside. This belt will be remaining in Mérida.
Fair play most places were shut for post meal drinks so we got some cans from the zeven-eleven and headed home. Victoria and a few others bailed out but we managed to get Beth, Jackie and the Thais along. SPoke about nothing of interest and Beth and I turned in at about 2am.
Given the choice I would have preferred Christmas at home.
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