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searches. Research, research! We have long visited places we could rent with our friends who arrive in a week. Finally, we opted for four days in a villa in Akumal at the seaside, in the complex Las Sirenas . The other 3 days, freestyle as we do so for four months. The best plan is still not have plans!

This week, we stayed three nights at camp X-Calacoco held by Jean-Pierre, Quebec. We had access to the pool the adjacent restaurant. Camping modest, but not too expensive when compared to others on the Caribbean coast. We were steps from Playa del Carmen where we could easily supply us in one of the superstores. We had some neighbors in X-Calacoco, but Mike, a guy from Newfoundland, particularly stood out. Beer in hand to 7hAM, he found his way to enjoy life. With his big camp, he traveled to Mexico several years, ever since he left the marine . He is always ready to help and throw a good chat. Po has caught several times! ;-) By the way thanks to his last jasette, it was discovered that he knows the owners of a private cenote where we might go next week.

Tuesday, we decided to head to Cancun. Cancun proved to be a second Miami. Wholesale bulding essence large top-end ones littering the main roads (4 lanes) paved. Hard Rock Café , Coco Bongo , Mac Do …Tout le kit vous trouverez! Et ça c’est sans parler des centaines de touristes, voir les milliers qui déambulent à travers la ville, alias Babylone. Nous sommes en basse saison touristique, mais à Cancun, on ne perçoit pas la différence. Tout est étourdissant, mais malgré cela on peut admirer la mer et profiter des belles plages de sable blanc.

We Cancun, it was the story of two hours, we prefer to take the ferry to Isla Mujeres (Island of Women). The island got its name because the Mayans who worshiped the goddess Ixchel (goddess of fertility) is named.

Do not try camping in Isla Mujeres, there should be no, at least not accessible by car. The first night we stayed at the southeast end of parking in a large restaurant. Not a bad place if it fails to mention the young fourniquer corner coming at all hours of the night.

The view was beautiful Cancun, which led us in the morning to take a walk to visit energy center Mayan nearby ruins. To me, this is the ideal spot for a yoga session and a few sun salutations (a nod to Andréanne).

We leave in search of a campsite. Search useless since there is no camping! We asked all the hotels, restaurant a few to several local ... NADA! During our fruitless search, you can see a floating island. This mini island is created from scratch, it is created to "using recycled plastic bottles and attached by using a net. It's amazing what one is willing to do to save nature!

We finally rented at the chic hotel Casa Ixchel www.casaixchelisla. com a room for two days. The art of negotiation that we master this, we can obtain the lease of over 50% off! Yeeeea Is happiness, lust, brief life as I love it! It is like two doves cooing in their nest. We have a toilet to us, showering us with a huge bed, the total! In addition, the guy from the reception, informs us that drink bienvenidos awaits us at the restaurant of the hotel, the best mojitos ever ! After my second, I tried to extract the recipe Moy, the bartender, but nothing to do. Instead, he simply bring us delicious tapas on the house. Why not! Haha

is happiness! It seems to me that I have used that word but it has literally short: the pool, spa, sona, large sun beds, pergolas, sea, sand, seashells, the sound of waves ! Ouahhhhhhhhh

And en rajouter, voici la vue que nous avons de notre chambre quand nous sommes couchés dans le lit…C’est complètement et tout simplement l’Amour!!! lol

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ISLA DE TULUM IS the dollar!

Nous avons bien profité de Campeche. Nous avons visité le Fuerte de San Miguel qui raconte l’histoire des fortifications de la ville et qui offre un accès au Museo de la Cultura Maya . From the top of the fort, we had a splendid view over the Gulf.

We also went to see the sunset from the promenade along the seafront

Inevitably, I had find me a way to shop a little (I was missing Guatemalan mercados), so we went to the Casa de las Artesanías . This home of 18 ^e century houses and some shops you can see a well inside.

Two nights in our wall that we just have not wanted to leave Campeche. But the saga continues!

you to visit other Uxmal ruins. The problem here is that there are so many ruins that no longer knows where to watch! PO sliced and has also greatly Ostina with the lady at the counter to pay the student rate. Unfortunately, you must be a local student and PO despite its air of lady-killer tan is always talking about not really Mexican.

Uxmal was great.

The temples of Palenque were quite different. Although both of these cities are concentrated around a central plaza, the buildings erected at Uxmal are decorated with beautiful mosaics depicting the Mayan gods. The God most present Chaak is the god of rain as this region is quite dry and the rains helped the crops. I love legends and rituals they practiced. I knew also that the Mayans believed the earth was flat and square. That each end was a cardinal point and was also associated with a color ( red in the east, white for north, black for west and south yellow). the center of the square, so the land there is a point of elevation is associated with green representing agriculture. Brief history Maya is really fascinating.

Undecided vis-à-vis the next steps in the journey, you pull a coin. Next Bacalar! It thus goes to Bacalar and it goes in search of the French family campsite which we had spoken. We did not know there was a festival at this time of year to Bacalar, the festival of mosquitoes. And all we find is a lady sitting in the middle of his chickens that tells us that there is a campsite. That was five times that passed by, and we were convinced that all people who are had requested had screwed us. No signs, no posters, no gate, no tents, no other campers, but the bugs at will! Gracias Madame, we go to another call. It finds a man who says he is three kilometers from another campsite. He embarks on a ride and 10 miles farther we fall into a place, you know, death ... The view is very pretty, but there is not a cat. All I notice are the toilets. The men's side door and not a urinal completely dirty and the women's side a shower curtain is a door. The problem is the curtain is made of brown dirt and it flies in the wind. It feels not too much! It is already 6hPM and the sun goes down. We're going to Tulum in Tulum is saying that it will be top to find a place to sleep. Frankly, we did not really sleep but rather to take a shower. Unaccustomed to the heat, climb the temples of Uxmal was quite tiring and we soaker. On the autopista , resigning falls ill, he starts making a funny noise. PO, as Nostradamus, announces an alternator problem. But me because I am a talented mechanical engineer, I am very calm and I think as it rolls, it rolls!

Tulum is a paradise for people who have too much money and must spend it. The beach is beautiful, but the exorbitant prices of hotels leave us bitter. It's midnight and we walk relentlessly Zona Hotelera looking for a place to sleep. We're exhausted, it's raining and unpleasant people we meet do not allow us to sleep in their parking lots. We end by returning to the centro and it will ask Weary Traveler Hostel it is possible to take a shower. It folds open centro de Tulum beside the main road and close to a nightclub. The West is not level, we are tired and disillusioned of Tulum, but at least it is clean!

the morning, have lunch in a small restaurant and you go back into the vortex of Zona Hotelera . We thought that the day we had a bad dream, but this was really a nightmare. Our objective was to dig up a shack quality to share with our couple friends who come to Cancun in about a week. Disaster ... The price for a week is between $ 150 and $ 200 per night, just a little more than our budget allows! It is discouraged because, in addition to camp in this part of the country is $ 30 per night!

for resigning, there is an excellent doctor, a mechanic in gold, according Notradamus who was right. For those who understand and are interested, the bearing of the alternator were capouts, but there they are all brand new and the mechanic gold washed each part of the alternator before reassembling and reinstalling. PO eyes shone! Haha

On the road again to Xpu-Ha, but it is at Paa Mul campsite we decided to sleep, because at 30 $ per night, you want a pool and Internet.

Here we wondered about our upcoming adventures! Isla Mujeres??

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TUMULOS tumultuous Maya

sad to leave our little routine San Cristobaloise, we take off about eleven o'clock.

- Time to go to the bank Azteca , the only exchange U.S. dollars into pesos, which offers a bad rate.

- Time to get me one last delicious pastries at the bakery run by a French pedant. And unfortunately closed Mondays, so I always leave with the taste of biting into a famous crescent.

- Time to refuel, resigning for gas, for PO and coffee for me tampico (the best orange juice Chemical Central America).

On the road to Palenque, one crosses a fortress ... Bin is not a military camp ridiculous, worthy films Asterix! They must protect themselves!

Sur la route, j’ai pas mal mal au coeur (j’ai pas mal au coeur d’habitude), en plus des tumultueux tumulos il y a des sinueuses sinuosités… Ça tourne, ça tourne, ça tourne! Ça tourne tellement qu’il faut que je me tienne après mon banc.

Sur la route, on fait une escalle de quelques heures à Agua Azul. C’est beaucoup plus développé que v’là dix ans, mais tout aussi charmant. Qui ne veut pas se laisser charmer par des lagunes d’eau claire et des paysages de rêves. On s’est saucé vite vite car l’eau était glaciale, mais on est resté là à observer les locaux pratiquer leurs flips et sauter à la corde à Tarzan.

Si à Agua Azul, il commençait à faire chaud, à Palenque c’est le summum. On fait un rapide tour de ville en voiture et on se rend à Maya Bell, le camping. J’avais dit à PO que Palenque était l’endroit le plus humide que j’avais visité et ce fût confirmé par une pluie plus que généreuse qui dura toute la nuit. Of misery, we had to sleep with doors and windows closed because there were mini bugs, the kind that go through the nets!

wake up, disappointed, as it always rains! But brave as we are, we decide nothing will prevent us from following in the footsteps of the Maya! I prepare my bag to go take my shower at the campsite, but I end up back in the West 2 minutes later ... If Bibite of yesterday were small, the size of insects in the morning I wash my discourages Bin ... yes! ! I'm chicken! But nobody got said that the big bugs do not eat humans! haha

Contemplation, excitement, admiration ... We enjoy every step in Maya land. We decide not to take a guide, but we invent crazy stories about the sites we visit. Eg "There was the cinema on Saturday night perceiving a series of benches in the open air" or "On the table there, they made human sacrifices." In short anything! We laugh!

Most turned back tours, car rental and street vendors are virtually absent, great! We are soaked, but everything is great ... super until you follow the sign that reads salida (output). saperlipopette of Salida, we found two kilometers from the parking lot of entrada original! Two kilometers of pure pleasure, in a fierce rain and to make a person feel BA (give us a ride)!

Finally, although happy to trade the rain for the truck, one starts to Campeche on perfectly straight roads, it makes a change! After 300km, we found the sea, golf bin ... and lil 'fishing villages!

Prime campsite our book: The club nautica ... They are crazy Mexican 350 pesos for the night and is already 7hPM!

Campeche is a really beautiful city, a mix of Old-Port of Mtl and scenery of New York movies! Nice mix in my head anyway! Lol The houses are painted in watercolors and colored people are really nice.

In addition, there is close, but when I say everything is all ... McDonalds, Burger King, KFC, university and even Walmart. In fact it is not even a Walmart is a Super Walmart!

the militant resistance against Walmart: Sorry, but I can not! Walmart is my oasis, my km ² intense pleasures. PO, believe it or not, relishes almost as much as me! He returned with an armful of Bebel we are looking for a long time. But the satisfaction is that we know in advance the price. Everything is displayed and you are sure not to get fucked lol

Dinner show: our entry into the city coincides with a national festival d’arts et cultures! Nous mangeons avec les rythmes de la danse et de la musique mexicaines. On se fait aborder par une madame et son fils qui semblent bien impressionnés par notre casa rodante (maison mobile). Alerte, ils nous disent qu’à Cancun, il y a pleins de ladrónes (voleurs)!!! Jason et Émilie, on ne va plus vous chercher !!! hahaha Bin non, on est OK, on a une hache et un couteau!!! hahaha Bin non, ils nous ont juste dit de ne pas laisser Dmissionner tout seul!

We camped in the open finally centro de Campeche. We sleep around central park illegally, but is ñ ora tourist center told us it was safe! In addition, the city is surrounded by a large fortress (wall 2.5 km long by 8 meters high) that was built to protect against pirates in 1686!

It is really good and safe!

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HEART PAIN THE GAME AND TAMALES ... IT'S HOT!!

We live a fairly relaxed day in San Cristobal. Camping is fun and we meet people from everywhere, including Americans who live in their Westfalia 11 years ... It is full equipped and they very nice! The ideal temperature is at 2200 meters' altitude, the day it's 30 degrees and the night is chilly. The city is beautiful and many shops we sell local products (coffee, amber, clothing, fruits and vegetables ... ). In short everything is nickel! (French influences encountered! lol)

Tonight, Mr. Switzerland we met came ringing ... euhhh rather knock on our door we suggest tamales of the lady down the street. We fully intend to try the tamales and this is the perfect opportunity because we said they are excellent. Already packed with our supper, we take our journey to go and meet this famous woman. In arriving at its booth (rather rustic), one hears the music and one is greeted with a smile. He ordered a tamale , but now there are lots of kinds. Our knowledge of tamales was enough primary ... We knew it was just some food (of pulp and other ingredients) served in a banana leaf!

http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tamal

Molo is with frijoles and crushed it with Verdura pollo and vegetables, another with meat and one with big beans. Their names ... you remember it too because we have chosen the first 2 cities. That's good, but for the Molo, one must be strong because it is spicy!

The dining experience was as good as the Canadiens tonight! We enjoyed our leaves Corn listening to the game live ... It's magic magic of technology ... And it is Po who is most welcomed!!

Le Canadien s'en va en finale de l'Est...Yahhhoooooouuuu!!!!

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CAMPING PEOPLE AND THE CHURCH MAGIC

Au rancho, il y a plein de monde : nous, les 5 Français, 2 Suisses qui font l’Amérique en 3 ans (dire que nous pensions faire un grand voyage), un Danois qui est arrivé hier en Westfalia mais qu’on a dû pousser parce qu’une pièce est cassée, un autre West qui vient de la Floride, des gens à moto… La camping est bien, il y a Internet, electricity, water, hot showers, for the cons toilet flush does not work, then you must fill the tank with water every time (It's good for my work-out). And it seems that the toilet bowls are rare in Mexico, I suggest that anyone considering this trip to lug his own bowl ... I'm about to go buy me one! Haha

Yesterday we went to Chamula is a few miles from here. Upon entering the village, we quickly found a parking spot and it goes green market. Along the way we see men tous assis ensemble portant de belles tenues, alors Lisabelle (alias kid kodka) se dit que ça ferait une super photo pour le blog. 

Voilà que 4 monsieurs vêtus d’un par-dessus de mouton blanc se dirige vers moi en faisant NO NO NO de la tête. Je me retiens de ne pas courir…et je finis par comprendre que je ne peux pas prendre de photos. Obligée de leur montrer celles que j’ai prises, mais les policiers (habillés de leur habit de chèvre blanc) me dit que c’est ok. Je me retourne vers PO et lui dit : I think I read something about the right to photograph the Indians of Chamula! Hahaha

Tristounette, I serve my Canon, while 2 knights are riding in the narrow streets of the market.

Everybody looks at us as the same time! We realize that every intersection, they are a sign of the cross, they take the reins in one hand, they have 2 eyes closed, in short we realize that we are witnessing un rite maya de prière (je suppose). On regarde ça un peu et on se décide à aller acheter nos passes pour l’Église.

Depuis quand il faut payer pour entrer dans une Église!!! En franchissant, la porte, je comprends que notre 4$ était un investissement spirituel. Dans cette Église, il y a des chandelles partout sur le sol, des chandelles cheap qui coulent partout, il y a même des petits gars qui se promènent avec des grattoirs pour nettoyer le sol. Les murs sont noirs à cause de la suie. Il n’y a pas de bancs, mais des gens assis sur leurs genoux, devant leurs offrandes, des poules. Qui a dit que la liquor was bad?? In this church, everyone drinks. He pays little shooters of Pepsi, Coca Cola, Fanta, 7up of ... hoping burp and bring out the nasty.

It also has healing rituals that are practiced. A man is standing, then walking another egg on his body while reciting prayers. When finished with the eggs, he repeated the same scenario with the bones. Around inside the church, there are furniture glass statues that protect the effigy All Saints, there is even San Antonio de Padua (St. Anthony of Padua, the saint that compels me to ask my mother when I lose something ... hehehe). 10 minutes in this environment, my head is spinning. Smoke, odors, murmurs of believers, the darkness, I come out and I breathe the sun, the air is good! The market is rather brief.

Fruits and vegetables are not that great and there are not many crafts. It spoils a Pepsi on a small terrace to cool question, not to evacuate our evil spirits! Haha And we take the road to San Cristobal de Las Casas.

In the afternoon, we'll walk through the village. The zocalo (public square) is crowded. I buy pants at the craft market located at the foot of the church below and OP is jealous, so today was a mission to find him! The pedestrian street is very pretty with its restaurants, shops and hotels ...

At the time, Po has just entered the West in saying: Envoy, we go to market before it's too late! I suspect to be eager to have new pants! hahaha

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TUMULOS-topes-vibrators, IT PULLED! SHOPPING

Here we are in North American lands. We are currently in San Cristobal de Las Casas in Mexico. This morning we left around 8:30 Panajachel. We drove nearly four hours before reaching the border. The roads were very, very sinuous, I was sick at heart, but as I said the scenery was magnificent regularly. Customs was as magical as the landscape, almost nothing to pay and no more than an hour. It would have been even shorter if we had not come to the counter Migracion along with a busload of nuns in El Salvador! But hey if dios quiere, quiere dios (God willing)! While paperwork settled and only $ 5 for fumigation Fumigation is ... anything ... They doused the vehicle with disinfectant to prevent it carries bugs or I do not know what! Anyway, the guy was well aware that it does not kick inside the car with its product poison ... We will not sleep in the rest of fumigation. I told him: Es nuestro señor casa!

Precisely speaking of home, resigning Pogner had a good headache today because as the title says it encountered an unimaginable number (I had to really count them) of tumulos of topes of vibrators ... These kind words, bad for the West, they are synonyms of speed humps, bumps that are everywhere in the streets Montreal. But here, the bumps, they are not sweet Pantoute and they are not always appropriate. On two occasions I found myself in the head because the ceiling was PO in the moon ... I'll cure me his coffee! Hahaha

At 8hPM (with the time change because we lost one hour) we arrived at the ranch of Nicolas, is the campsite where we will spend a few days, the time to explore San Cristobal Las Casas and surrounding areas. We found the French family and we ate a delicious broccoli spaghatt specialty Muriel.

Crevé, PO dort actuellement à côté de moi…Pas facile les routes sinueuses et les tumulos!!!hihi Mais moi aussi, je tombe littéralement de fatigue et demain on part à la découverte des marchés de la région, c'est dimanche!

Ah oui!!! Faut pas que j'oublie...À toutes les mamans, bonne fête et plus particulièrement aux nôtres, désolés de ne pas être avec vous pour bruncher, mais vous savez comme on vous aime! Gros câlins!!!xxx

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DROWNING IN LAKE ATITLAN

During the last few days we reliving family life since we met and spent time with a French family crossing America in full force in a camper. .. What a great time!

Firstly when we decided to leave Antigua, he was 10hAM and we were supposed to be in Panajachel around noon. Now we learn that there is an event in Chimaltenango, causing enormous traffic. Dead, nada, we do not move not for almost 1 hour and laugh at the cow that is on the wayside and that does not bawling. PO get tired, there he is beginning a U-turn in the middle where he should not make U-turn. U-turn is, every 200 meters we ask our way around the damn event.

4h30PM, we arrive at the destination, completely washed, starved, and above all filled with a beautiful landscape that we had the chance to see. Lake Atitlan is beautiful, it is surrounded three giant volcanoes that continue to amaze us every morning because sleeping on the waterfront. We sleep in the hotel Tzanjuyu is illegitimate as a noun, like the toilet, but the view is incredible!

So we joined the family of French (Muriel, David, Charlie, Zoe and Little Rose) camping and eating BBQ. Bad timing potatoes, meat, bananas, nothing was ready at the same time but everything was delicious! haha

The next day on an expedition by boat to visit 2 of the 12 villages surrounding Lake Atitlan, San Pedro and Santiago.

We had a great day walking the streets of both villages. The clothing of Guatemalans are so unique and colorful that you can not get tired of watching them and take their picture without their knowledge or sometimes with their consent.

PO and I agreed on saying that the three boat rides were the best times of the day. In return, we try again and this time the grill is a great success! Lol All the ingredients and everyone at the same time. Market, we found fresh mint to make infusions bin ... no we have been purchased to make mojitos worthy of the name! Miammm

market of Chichicastenango held another of our days. Located about an hour of Panajachel, we went there early in the morning and decide to come back the same night at camp. Describe our day at the market: shopping, shopping, shopping, all accompanied by negotiations that can sometimes bring down prices by more than 50%. Lively markets ...

We also visit a church where Mayan rituals are practiced. Many believers ascend the stairs on their knees, others threw their alcohol on the pavement, others enfument air. All pray and believe. Strangely, the saints are dressed in the clothes of Guatemalans! I read that Catholicism was different from Guatemala, car lorsque les frères sont venus s'installer ici, ils ont enseigné à la population une religion différente, qui s'adaptait plus facilement à la culture maya. 

Trop satisfaits de nos achats...

Nous devons à notre retour faire du ménage!!! Merci encore Guy pour la boîte...elle nous permet de stocker du stock!! ahaha

Today, more molo, one wanders the streets of Panajachel, but the day began with a jaunt around the lake in Westfalia. We visited Santa Catarina and San Antonio. In San Antonio, we found a nice spot to eat our bowl of cereal and three kids we have served our guests begging for empty bottles.

Currently, you can enjoy the late afternoon, we will probably go for a walk on the waterfront before attacking the Happy hour is always popular!

SALUD!