Left: farewell Tere and her brother
Right: arid views from the air
I was starting to feel really at home here, but it's time to go. On my final night we went to see a Banda, very groovy, tonnes of trumpets and big bass drums.
They sell buckets of 10 beers on ice. As soon as you finish one, the waiters race over and crack open another for you. Burger ring type snack food with chilli sauce is always served, to keep you thirsty. It works, and everyone's off their head.
I get up woozy, but want to do some shopping. I sit there waiting for the shops to open, but by 10.00am it's far too late.
It's a sad feeling to know that it's all over. Adios Mexico!
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