Q: How much did it cost and what sort of holiday was it (e.g. package, all-inclusive etc)?
A: Free travelling – flights £450 each
Q: Did you spend the whole holiday in one place or did you travel around?
A: Arrived at a sprawling but wonderful city of Mexico City to see Mexico exit the ’94 World Cup via penalties which made it a bit difficult to get a taxi at first as all Mexicans were huddled around miniature TV sets, then to Cuernavaca to visit a cousin who had become a Zapatista rebel, then on to Taxco which is a famous old silver town, then Tepotxclan to climb a cliff face to the peak where an ancient pyramid was perched and down to have a drink which was interrupted by a traditional Mexican funeral with trombones and trumpets and flowers strewn across the passage of the coffin – a dead ringer for the scene in The Long Goodbye wherein Elliot Gould encounters a funeral filmed in the same town. Then on to Zihuatenejo a pacific coastal town surrounded by beautiful sweeps of beach which also features in the Shawshank Redemption and from there south to the cooler hills of Oaxaca via Puerto Escondido and finally to Mexico City to visit Trotsky’s house and the bars of the Zona Rosa.
Q: What was a typical day like?
A: chillies for breakfast, lunch and dinner, lots of beach action or inaction as the mood took us, odd trip to beautiful ancient Mayan ruins, muchos vasos de mezcal y tequila
Q: How did you and your partner get on?
A: Excellently – love flowed like warm jets in a Jacuzzi.
Q: What were the best bits?
A: All of it but especially the journey to Oaxaca which was a truly beautiful city and a great journey and strange sights like a man dressed exactly like Alex from Clockwork Orange sitiing on the Mexico City underground network in a 3 piece pinstripe suit and a very large waliking stick with an orange spiral running down the shaft.
Q: Were there any worst bits?
A: A week of Montezuma’s revenge. Leaving our cash behind at our hotel and eating a whole meal before realising. Being told that the bus was about to be held up by bandits but that only the ‘gringos’ would get it which made us proclaim loudly that we were English and not American. Going through one town where the obligatory form of celebration was to fire your rifle loudly into the air and declare your undying hatred for Gringos.
Q: What advice would you give other honeymooners-to-be?
A: Enjoy it!!!