A Canadian in Belgravia

From the London Eye, I headed back towards the Palace of Westminster to just scope out the area, see what I would come across, and find some lunch. Then, I would head back to Baker Street in the late afternoon to view Madame Tussaud’s, have supper, and then return home.

From the Eye, I headed back towards Jubilee Bridge. The carousel was open.

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This Shakespeare quote about the Thames made me laugh.

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Final glimpse!

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Well said…

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Lots of this signage today. I did better today than I did my first day in Glasgow when I forgot to do this and almost got creamed. I had a Canadian flag on my bag and the driver screamed at me to go back to Canada if I didn’t know how to cross a street!

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The UK’s 24 Sussex Drive and 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. LOTS of security, of course! But as long as you were polite and just taking pictures, the police were cool.

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These arches are at the Treasury.

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A few people told me to view the Churchill War Rooms, but they’re rather expensive and the queue was almost three blocks long!

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Westminster Abbey.

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I literally stumbled onto New Scotland Yard on my way to Buckingham Palace.

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I got a chuckle at seeing this House of Fraser, a department store. When I was in the larger cities in Scotland, House of Fraser was always my reference point. I would see people walking with its bright red bag and gauge where the store was in relation to where they were coming from, then orientate myself.

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Vicky, this will have to do you instead of a map. Get on Google! 😉

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Aaaaand Buckingham Palace. Not too many people today.

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Looking towards St. James’s Park.

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I actually saw the Queen come out of the Palace of Holyroodhouse when I was in Edinburgh! She’s tiny!

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I decided to head through Belgravia to Hyde Park.

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There is a public transportation stop called Canada Water?!

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I had my first 99 Flake! It was £1.50 outside Hyde Park, the cheapest Flake I’d seen yet!

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Hyde Park is huge. I just strolled along the edge since I was getting desperate for lunch.

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Came out of the park in front of a pub. How convenient! It was the Paxton’s Head in Knightbridge. I was famished and wanted something of the stick to your ribs variety. Their sausage and mash with loads of yummy gravy and sweet onion chutney at £8.99 appeared to be the best value to fill that need. I asked for a beer to go with it and the bartender actually poured me a decent sized sampler! It was a slightly bitter larger I knew would go well with my meal, so I ordered a half pint. Lunch was really yummy. I wanted to lick the plate. 😀

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I was fading by this point and almost ready to head to Madame Tussaud’s. I passed a pink cab, complete with female driver, on the way to the Knightsbridge Tube station.

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After consulting a map, I decided to make one more stop, Harrods Department Store.

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Here is its famous Egyptian staircase. So gorgeous!

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The store is very, very, very posh and carries everything you can imagine. My neighbour Caroline joked the other day that the only thing she could afford at Harrods was one cookie. She wasn’t exaggerating! I didn’t leave empty handed, though…

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I wanted a Moleskine notebook for travels, but never got around to picking one up. The kind I wanted was £10.95, a better deal than if I’d bought it in Canada! I did comparison shop and was shocked that the next notebook I picked up was priced at over £300 and it was even’t even leather!

Harrods apparently has a strict dress code, something I was not aware of. I must have looked okay in my skirt, sandals, and rain coat. My coat, by the way, is perfect for English weather! I remembered from my time in Scotland that a long-sleeved teeshirt is more appropriate to the climate and that a windbreaker is often all that’s needed versus a coat. This applies to London as well (I’m visiting at the same time of year). Even when the bitterest wind blew off the Thames today, I was very comfortable without having to drag a heavy coat with me.

When I was done at Harrods, I was almost at the end of my energy reserves for the day, but wanted to visit Madame Tussaud’s. I rode the Piccadilly line to Green Park (Buckingham Palace) and then switched to the Jubilee line to Baker Street. If I hadn’t been going to Madame Tussaud’s, I would have continued on the Piccadilly line to Oxford Circle and switched to the Bakerloo line to get me straight to Queen’s Park.

Just in case I had any doubt I came out of the correct Tube station…

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The Regent’s Park and My First Night in London

Being as knackered as I was late Saturday afternoon London time (having been up nearly 30 hours), I didn’t want to do anything that would require a ton of mental energy. The Regent’s Park was on my list of things I wanted to see and super close by. A stroll through a bit of it would kill some time. So I took the Bakerloo line back to the Regent’s Park station.

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Gorgeous tiles at the exit to Regent Park’s station.

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My plans weren’t too ambitious. I would just walk in a generally westerly direction (ie. back towards Kensal Green) to the Marylebone or Baker Street stations and return home from there. I saw some gorgeous flowers on my walk.

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And a lovely fountain.

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I found a toilet with an interesting flushing mechanism.

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You have to pay 20p to use the toilet. Similar setup and price to Mexico!

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I found paradise. What more could a gal want?!

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The burger prices were very reasonable by any standard. The hot dogs, though, wow!

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Very good soft serve!

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I don’t want to admit how long I stood at this map trying to orientate myself. My brain was fried!

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Lovely gate.

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Then, came the roses, each prettier than the last! I thought these would be my favourite…

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What is this bird?! Its feet were really odd.

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These turned out to be my favourite roses. Look at their name! I fell in love with them before I saw the sign.

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So pretty!

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I passed the wedding party that belonged to this monstrosity…

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Not sure what church this is.

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Out of the park and walking the famous Marylebone Road. I only know how to pronounce it (Mar-leh-bone) because I heard the name mentioned a few times on “Sherlock.”

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Madame Tussaud’s wax museum. I went to the one in Las Vegas in ’07.

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I was going to end up seeing a lot of this station…

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Found a sushi restaurant I want to try…

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Won’t be hard to find again as it’s right in front of 221B Baker Street, home of the Sherlock Holmes museum. I’m not a fan of the books (just the modern series) and know the museum is a complete rip off, so I wasn’t temped to visit.

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I had reached my limit by this point,so I rode home from the Baker Street station. I got in at 6:30 and promptly went to bed with my computer. By 7:00, I was seeing double and gave up. I shut down and promptly passed out, waking up just shy of midnight.

I ended up being awake for nearly three hours even though I was exhausted. I wound up researching afternoon tea and found one that seemed suitable for me in terms of location, price, and dress code, so I booked it for Tuesday afternoon.

By the time I was ready to go back to sleep, my phone was almost dead, so I decided to try my new power converter, which has a USB port. It works great!

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I woke again around 5:30 and then for good around 7:00. It had been a super quiet night (even quieter than at Haven!) and the bed was comfy, but that combined with my exhaustion wasn’t enough for my confused brain to let me sleep straight through. I was still in better shape than I thought I’d be.

I opened the window to get some fresh air, noticed a weird sound, looked out and saw… a fox! Wow!

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I have access to the kitchen, but decided to forgo making my own coffee in favour of going out for breakfast. So I hung out for a bit, made a rough plan for my day, and headed back to Baker Street to start on my first day of adventures in London…

City Tour of Mérida and Barrio Itzimná

First on the agenda today was a two-hour city tour of Mérida with Carnavalito City Tours. The cost is $120 per person, plus a tip. The office is on Calle 55 between Calles 60 and 62, right in front of Santa Lucia square. Look for a sign that says Gua Gua (“Wah wah”). I left home around 9:15 and got there at 9:40ish, with departure being at 10:00.

I knew that the buses are open air trolleys, so I didn’t expect to hear much of the tour, and I was right. Our guide gave the tour in both excellent English and Spanish, but we could barely hear him. Between both languages, I think I caught about 25% of what was said. But don’t let that deter you from taking this tour. It takes you through the parts of Mérida around Centro that are of the most interest to tourists and will give you an idea of what to go back to and explore further later. This is my last day in Mérida (!) and I was quite pleased that only one thing on the tour stood out as a must go back to…

We saw a lot of beautiful old buildings. This is a building with Montejo in the name. It’s right off of Plaza Grande and is a museum.

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This is a ceiba tree, which was sacred to the Mayans. It is about 150 years old. In Maz, my landmark for routing is the Pemex La Ceiba near the embarcadero. Now, I know what that means!

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And then we came to Barrio Itzimná… I found that I really narrowed down this week where I don’t want to live, but I haven’t really nailed down a place where I could see myself living. I really wanted to be in one of the older barrios that is anchored by a square and a self-contained village, much like Juárez in Maz, but the ones nearest to the Plaza Grande are Gringoified. Itzimná is just a bit up from where I’m currently living and I knew I had to go back after the tour because I was pretty sure I could imagine myself living there!

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It’s definitely much higher up than I thought I wanted to live, but when that appears to be the only con…

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The church made me laugh. Can you see the face?

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A culinary institute.

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Hardware store. Love the logo.

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There were some really lovely houses in this neighbourhood.

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This one looks like a castle and is going to be converted to a hotel.

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These old gems are so inexpensive to buy, but I have to wonder how much it would cost to repair them…

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We continued on, had a break at a mall near the Hyatt hotel, and passed a Saturday farmer’s market. I wish I’d made a note of the corner where the market is!

This park has a cenote.

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Another gem for sale.

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If I understood the guide correctly, this is the entrance to a zoo.

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The bus depot is right downtown.

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I liked the colour of this church.

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The only place in the world where you can learn the Mayan language. My guide at Mayan Heritage says classes have been fully booked for ages and the soonest he can get in is August.

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This church altar is done in gold leaf.

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The tour office is just a block from Pita, the Mediterranean restaurant I spotted the other day. Same street! I call that destiny. 🙂 I sat in their sunny courtyard and ordered the falafel pita. As a free starter, I got pita with an herbed butter, a pesto-type thing, and a very spicy red thing. All were tasty.

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The falafel was adequate! I would sub the coleslaw for hummus next time, though, since I can’t do the mayo. Their menu says the falafel are made with garbanzos, but their bright green colour betray that they are made with fava beans in the Egyptian style. The salad was wonderful, with some of the best tomatoes I’ve ever had in Mexico. I paired my meal with an ice cold and super sour limonada mineral, probably the best limonada I have ever had.

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The bill came in a cute little watering can.

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So reasonable! I know I will eat here a lot when I move to Mérida! I wish I’d had time to go try out the Thai place because having both Pad Thai and falafel would clinch the deal on Mérida being perfect for me. 🙂

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I headed home for a bit of a rest, then went out to explore Itzimná (home was right on the way, so why not?). I have actually been to the periphery of it, but did not get to its square. I can’t believe all of this was only about 1KM from my place, closer than Plaza Grande!

Here’s that hardware store again:

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So pretty!

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Coffee shop? Check.

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Traffic around the square was very busy!

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Here’s the church again. The ropes make it look like it’s crying.

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Ice cream parlour next to a bakery, nice!

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House for sale.

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This no parking sign is awesome. It says, “Palm leaves fall and dent cars.”

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A gorgeous fixer-upper.

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I passed what I call the “duck house” on the tour and was happy to find it again!

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Found my Mérida home! Just needs a little elbow grease. 😉

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Or maybe this one?

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Coming back out onto the Paseo de Montejo, I spotted a Mega. I’ve passed this intersection a few times but didn’t see it from those vantage points. That would have been useful last Saturday!

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Like in Maz, there are a lot of VW Beetles in Mérida. This one had no hood! I have to say that I think I would like to find myself one of these when I move here, just until I can afford what I really want. 🙂

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So ends my week in Mérida. I can’t believe how quickly it passed! I feel that I accomplished my goal and that I’ll be able to hit the ground running when I move here. I can also start to look at real estate online to get ideas of prices in the areas that interest me.

Mérida is such a sharp contrast to Mazatlán.

The most appealing part of it is that both the city and the state are safe. Sinaloa is in the midst of a drug war right now and there have been a lot of murders lately, with some in Maz and in the tourist village of El Quelite that I had wanted to visit. There’s none of that here in the Yucatán. I’ve even been told that I could safely drive from Mérida to Uxmal after dark to see the light show, no problem. Wow! I feel like my world in Mazatlán is very small and that I would get claustrophobic very quickly if I chose it as my forever home because I wouldn’t feel safe enough to go exploring in the environs.

Mérida is also more approachable because, like Durango, it has good signage and a strong tourism industry that understands the importance of strategically placed information kiosks, maps, signage, etc.. It took me no time at all to get orientated while it took months for me to be comfortable in Maz, and I still get disorientated. I love that you get actual addresses here, as well as the nearest intersection(s).

Drivers here are more like what you see in most of Canada and the U.S., obeying traffic signals, respecting pedestrians, and not driving like maniacs. I felt safer walking here than I do in Mazatlán.

I’ve always found Mazatlán to be fairly grotty and run down, but I imagine it will appear even worse now that I’ve spent time in a second city that is so well maintained and clean.

I didn’t spend much time on the buses here, but my experiences were less positive than in Maz. I found buses hard to flag down, with locals confirming that it’s not because I’m doing it wrong. Some said that they sometimes need to flag down four or five buses before one will stop!

I also didn’t get much experience with taxis, but I know that I will miss the Mazatlán pulmonías very, very, very much.

I thought that being near the ocean wasn’t important to me, but the realisation that I will not get to have a beer while looking at the ocean hit me hard this week, to my surprise. I don’t think I’ve ever really said how much of a treat it is for me to grab a beer on the Malecón. It is one of my Maz things that I will miss the most and which will be one of my favourite memories. I will also miss horseback riding on the beach!

Yucatán cuisine hasn’t wowed me. This isn’t an agricultural state and so the cuisine is very heavily meat-based. I’m pretty sure my salad today was the only real portion of good veggies I had all week! It’s no wonder I’ve been run down! Sinaloa is an agricultural state and produce is part of the local diet. I loved the meat I had here, but, really, the portions were too enormous and not balanced.

I’ll have spent a wonderful year of my life in Mazatlán and I am grateful for being the welcoming first port it was, but I’m ready for something different. I don’t care how much the locals (and not-so-locals) have warned me about the Mérida heat. Bring it on!

I’m still feeling a little rundown, so I doubt I’ll be going out again today, especially since I have to be out the door at 5:30 tomorrow morning to catch my 8:30 flight! My plan was to walk down 35 to the hotel at the corner of Paseo de Montejo, where there is a taxi stand. But, first, I emailed my host here to ask if he could request me a cab. He said that there is little point in calling as they would say that they’ll be there, but then forget to show up. He said that the taxi stand at the hotel is, in fact, my best bet to quickly get a taxi, even that early. Thankfully, I don’t have much luggage!

Glancing around the apartment, I realise that I’d better start packing! I really made myself at home here. 🙂

A Down Day in Mérida

I didn’t sleep well last night and didn’t feel well at all upon getting up. Too much booze and rich food! That’ll teach me to go on vacation! I stayed in until the early afternoon, working on my project. I was supposed to have three days like these this week so I didn’t mind at all and was rather glad that I had something productive to do.

Around 2:00, I headed out with one express goal and one vague goal. The express goal was to visit the shop Uxmal de Taxco of Miguel who just might be the best silversmith in Mexico, or at least in Mérida. I was hoping to find a replacement pendant and was delighted that the shop was so near my apartment. I really love how the streets in Mérida are numbered as it makes it really easy to get around and to know how you’re situated in relation to an address!

I passed an Ontario-plated car on the way.

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The shop is in the Barrio de Santa Ana, and this is the Santa Ana church in the square anchoring this neighbourhood.

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And here’s the shop across from the square.

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I don’t “know” jewelry, but I could recognise that the treasures in the shop were special. Miguel spent some time with me as I stumbled along and tried to explain what I was looking for. We came close, with him offering to convert a brooch into a pendant for me, and I almost went for it until I came to my senses and realised that I was looking for something for daily wear and would be gutted to lose something with that sort of monetary value (400CAD). But I did buy the exquisite handmade brooch and will keep in mind the option of having it converted at a later date. I really don’t buy a lot of jewelry, but I had actually been looking for something like this to secure one of my cardigans, as well as my scarves. So while it was more than I expected to spend on such an item, it wasn’t an impulse buy at all.

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I then headed down to the Plaza Grande (main square) not to be confused with the Gran Plaza (shopping mall) to ask a question at the tourist info kiosk. I thought a good way to spend my last day in Mérida would be to take a guided bus tour of the city. I was sent back up to Calle 55 between 60 and 62 to a tour operator that does 1h45 minute bilingual tours of the most popular sites in Mérida. I thought of taking the 4PM one, but still didn’t feel well and just wanted to get home. So I booked for 10AM tomorrow.

One day left in Mérida. Where did the week go?!

A Burger and a Pint at Hennessy’s Irish Pub, Mérida

Hennessy’s Irish Pub is practically right around the corner from my temporary Mérida home, so I knew I had to give it a try. One of the things I miss most about city living (and by city living, I mean being in Ottawa), is being able to walk to a pub. I lived across the street from The Dunvegan, but my favourite was the Winston Churchill, quite a distance away in front of the National Art Gallery. Many a night did I stumble home through some of Ottawa’s rougher streets, perfectly safe because it was my territory. Despite its promising name, Hennessy’s definitely won’t be my regular watering hole in Mérida, I’m sad to say.

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This is an upscale pub, not a cozy one at all, and the menu is expensive.

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I skipped the international beers at $60+ (Guinness was $85) and went for a XX Oscuro at the Mérida price of just over $30. I really find the price of beer at bars and restaurants disappointing and know that finding the deals will be high on my list when I live here. This was my first XX Oscuro and like XX Lager and Amber, it did not disappoint!

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My “bien cocido” (well cooked) hamburger was insanely huge and came with bacon, avocado, lettuce, tomato, cheese, and fried onions. I think they forgot the BBQ sauce, but I didn’t miss it. It was served with McCain-style seasoned potato wedges and Heinz ketchup. I ate the whole thing. 🙁 All that walking sure works up an appetite! The burger was absolutely amazing, but, at $135, wouldn’t be a habit I’d get into! Funny how I think that’s a really fair price for a high quality burger in Canada, though! 🙂

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I enjoyed reading this sign about Guinness. This is the first beer I ever drank in any sort of voluminous capacity. The ad claims that Guinness is very healthy and nourishing… What’s surprising about this stout is that while it’s known for being a heavy beer, the kind you can stick a spoon in and have it stand upright, it actually has fewer calories than most other beers!

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My menu and service were all in Spanish, but there were no Mexican customers in the pub tonight (granted, it was early for them). Instead, it was all expats. The music was the grating pop stuff out of the States and the football (soccer) game was in English. I won’t learn to appreciate a place like this until I go to Eastern Europe this summer and finally go somewhere that the language is completely foreign to me. I might not be anywhere near fluent in Spanish, but I can get through my day here and do what I need to do without an excruciating amount of mental exertion. A place like Hennessy’s must be an oasis for those folks whose Spanish is much more limited, or even practically non-existent. I’m certain that if I was in, say, Bangkok, I would be very excited to find it. But since I’m not, La negrita remains my best prospect for my Mérida watering hole.

Now, to see if I can beat Hennessy’s burger. I have a feeling it’ll be a tough act to follow!