Que Bueno

Hola!
Ralph and I are sitting in Valladolid, having just visited the local cenote and wanted to check in with everyone. We are having a truly lovely time, I think balancing adventure with rest. This morning asçt Hacienda Chalante we went horseback riding before breakfast, then sat on the patio and Ralph had what he terms his ¨Morning Cigar¨while I flipped through a cookbook I brought fantasizing about cooking at the beach house next week.
We continue to comment about the heat. It is sometimes lovely, sometimes oppressive, sometimes just there. The brain eventually moves beyond, but by 3ish I am ready for a dip in a pool, any pool, please tell me where I can find a pool! Merida I miss already, its bustling streets, crazy traffic (who knew the buses could go that fast) and our oasis of a hotel there, where we would stumble back in during the late afternoon for Ralph´s ¨Afternoon Cigar¨and my nap and dip in the pool before heading out to dinner.
We climbed our first Mayan pyramid yesterday in Ixmal, and I had practical mexican shoes on (read: heals). Ralph laughed, shook his head and mentioned something about never knowing when you need to salsa. I made it up and back without incident, though! Hurray for me!