I waved goodbye to Mérida yesterday morning and began the long journey back to LA.
I had no idea before leaving for Mexico that I would once again be so transfixed by tiles! In Portugal they were covering the buildings, in Mérida the floors. All of the different patterns and colors set my heart on fire.
mmmmm can't you just see a kitchen covered in a patchwork of mix and match tiles like the ones in these photos? Or like THIS? I'm going to file this idea away and save it for the future of Moss Cottage's kitchen floor…
If I don't move into Hacienda Yaxcopoil (yash-ko-po-eel) first. I could easily live in these rooms in all of their shabby glory.
With weekly outings to Uxmal (oosh-mall) for a little pyramid climbing workout.
It's night in Los Angeles and rain is coming, but the majority of me is still on the loose in the Yucatecan tropics. Listening to eccentric birdsong. Climbing pyramids at night. Playing hide and seek with the iguanas. Riding the Gua Gua (wa-wa) bus through the dusky streets of Mérida.