Bit of a random order, but a decent feast nonetheless. Stopped off at a large cenote on the way – Eileen wondered if it was a bit like the pool on Hampstead Heath.
Then got to the house by the lake.
View from the terrace.
No idea where this apparition came from!
And dinner in Bacalar. Life doesn’t get much tougher than this!
Cenote again.
The house.
