After slowly traveling through Mexico for two and a half months, the past two weeks have been a bit jarring. I was just in Reykjavik less than a week ago but that feels like a blur and I almost forgot I was even in Montréal. But after four full days in Iceland, I flew to Northern Ireland and landed in Belfast for a couple of days.
That’s a joke I’ve heard twice since arriving in Iceland due the country’s relative lack of vegetation. Hey, I’m in Iceland! I’ve been wanting to come here ever since I saw photos on a travel blog years ago and I’m so glad I finally made it happen. It’s pretty far from home and also very expensive which is why I limited my trip to four days, but it’s been worth every krona. Vegetation or no, Iceland has plenty else to offer.
And now for something completely different.
My trip has taken a very cold, very severe detour. I went from this in Puerto Vallarta…
…to this in Montréal, Canada.
Brrrrrrrrrrr. And bonjour!
There’s a scene in The Muppets Take Manhattan where Kermit, separated from his friends and suffering from amnesia, takes a job at a frog-run ad agency. Bill, Gil, and Jill, his new co-workers, are desperately trying to come up with a slogan for a new brand of soap. Bill tries out the following:
“Ocean Breeze Soap: It’s just like taking an ocean cruise, only there’s no boat and you don’t actually go anywhere.”
Needless to say, Bill, Gil, and Jill kept brainstorming. However, the pitch has been popping into my brain over the past several days. I’ve been staying in a time share hotel resort in Nuevo Vallarta with my aunt and her friend (who “owns” the room). This place has carefully manufactured a comfortable environment for its guests and I’ve never felt more uncomfortable in my life.
I was really sad to leave Mérida. It’s a great city and I had friends there. As far as backpacking goes, I was living the sweet life. But, to everything, turn, turn, turn, including the wheels on an airplane just before take off, and last week it was time for me to move on. I actually cried a little bit in the Mérida airport before I boarded my flight to Mexico City. I had a brief layover there where I was comforted by French toast (I’d been craving it for weeks) and Wham! on VH1 classic in a terminal café. VH1 Classic on the television sets in bars and restaurants all over the country is one of my favorite Mexico quirks.