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Jan 28, 2009 - El Tajin

I was up early, as it was time to try the RV shower for the 1st time. There was plenty of hot water, but the space is more than a bit tight, at least for me. Corky got her morning constitutional, and Linda got breakfast. The bus arrived on time, and we boarded for a day tour. The Wagonmaster arranges us in seats based on a draw from a deck of cards, to avoid folks having a favorite seat. Our campground owner is also the guide. She is Pilipino, learned English in London with her British husband, and has lived in the Costa Esmeralda area of...

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Nov 24, 2008 - El Tajin Ruins

Monday November 24…9:30pm On the road again by 8:00am. We put in a little more gas, as a thank you to the Pemex station who let us park overnight for free in their lot. Driving through this area, the scenery is really nice. The vegetation is lush and green and the hills are filled with orange orchards, banana trees, and palm trees. There are a lot of fruit stands by the side of the road. Again on not very good roads, we made it to the city of Poza Rica. The directions to the ruins are quite clear, but we made a wrong turn and by accident...

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Feb 13, 2007 - Costa Esmeralda, MX - El Tajin Ruins & Papantla Fliers

We have a tour to the El Tajin Ruins today. Our guide is Claire and she did a great job pointing out all the landmarks along the way. She lives in Mexico for the tourist season and returns to England during the summer months. She was quite a character and kept us laughing most of the time. Our first sight was an ancient Mayan Lighthouse, a funnel-shaped structure, which served this fishing village along the coast from Tecolutla to Guadalupe. This had no resemblance at all to a traditional lighthouse that we're used to; we'll post a picture...

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May 10, 2005 - Costa del Oil

Sunday 08.05.05 Finally feeling fit again, i caught the bus with Renee for Veracruz, a large town on the coast of the Gulf of Mexico. It was raining heavily as we passed Pico de Orizaba, Mexico's highest peak, but in Veracruz, it was a different story. Even after 10pm the heat and humidity suspended the stench of food waste, excrement and fish market leftovers in the air into an oppressive cocktail. Eating next to the zócalo (central park) amongst the locals was more pleasant thanks to giant fans moving the air about and street performers...

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