Day 4: Cancun, Mexico I was sheepish when I told people that I was flying into Cancun. It appears to be the anthesis of a backpacking trip. I always quickly qualified the statement with the bargain basement price of the airline ticket. I thought Cancun would be an easy place to start. I wasn’t staying [...]
I met Juan over breakfast at the hostel and while his English isn’t great, my Spanish is non-existent so we conversed in English; often not understanding what the either one was saying.
Food is always the highlight of any great trip so if you’re in Cancun and want to wander from the hotel zone keep this post in mind.
I'm Ayngelina and in my mid-thirties. I left an amazing job, boyfriend, apartment and friends to find inspiration in Latin America. I'm creating a new life choosing what I want instead of what other people think I should do.
