Vernacular Design In Chetumal
Chetumal is all about poured concrete. Although I have no documentary proof, it must be because of the salt air. The paint on the concrete may fade or chip, but the structures retain their integrity.…
Bacalar: La Laguna De Los Siete Colores
Laguna Bacalar is a crystal clear lagoon under 40 minutes by bus from Chetumal. It was created when a series of cenotes collapsed into one another, making the largest freshwater lake in Mexico. It’s long…
Tales Of The Quintana Roo
Our more worldly readers will know that our current location, Chetumal, is in the state of Quintana Roo, as is the rest of the Riviera Maya (Cancun, Cozumel, Tulum…). I love that the name sounds…
Sightseeing In La Habana
When I started this blog, I didn’t want it to be just a travelogue, a recitation of where we’ve been and what we’ve seen. That just didn’t seem interesting to me. If I was going…
Musica En Cuba
Visiting Cuba and not seeing live music would be a shame on its own merits, but it would be a sin for me. If you put a gun to my head and told me I…
Visiting Trinidad
We arrived in Habana, if just barely, on April 6th. Our local friend Jenn, halfway between fairy godmother and witch, had made arrangements for a group tour of one of Cuba’s oldest cities, Trinidad, on…
How Things Work
Things are different in Cuba. Different enough that some of them need to be explained. The Internet Cuba opened up to a largely uncensored internet in 2015, with private wifi becoming available in 2019. They’re still…
Landing In La Habana
As has been exhaustively documented, the actual Landing In Cuba was hellish, but it’s been pretty smooth sailing since then. Our local friend Jenn arranged a driver to pick us up at the airport, which…
An Unprecedented Level Of Fuckery
One of the principles underlying this adventure is shopping. I don’t mean tourist shopping, for handicrafts and native artifacts. I mean shopping to feed ourselves, which is the activity that most ties us to local…
Fasten Your Seatbelts. It’s Going To Be A Bumpy Ride…
Well said. Getting to Cuba was easily one of the worst travel experiences of my life. Because of cost and schedule, we weren’t flying from Mexico City directly to Havana. Instead, we flew CDMX to…