DAY 1 - el martes, el primer dia de mayo

wake up 4ish am, gather stuff together and all of us go to the airport. Dad frustrated, as he thinks we won´t get there in time. He hands me a packet of a bunch of stuff, including the camera and its manual. I have to turn my little carryon (the blue Cendant slingpack that I´ve found inordinately useful) inside out, trying to fit all this new stuff in. He wants to give me a black backpack, small, but still more than I want. I love travelling light. I do regret not bringing the verb and grammar books of mine that he´d found, but I´m able to pick up a perhaps more useful book while here...

Fredericton airport

Boston airport

Atlanta airport

Cancun airport

bus and beach

bus and beer

Valladolid, hotel

DAY 2 - el miercoles, el dos de mayo

hotcakes at the hotel

cucaracha in the shower, scared Kerri, just like my first experience on exchange

walked around the square, shopped a bit, bought a couple of postcards, some stamps, toured the church (quite lovely, tried to respect it the best I could), wrote and mailed a postcard to Anthony, missing Mom´s full address, though wrote her something quick. Wonderful to see bochos again!

bus again, off to Chichen Itza

hot, and sunny, 30 sunblock, will it be enough?