Another great day in Mexico City entailed a trip to the Teotihuacan pyramids north of the city. The pyramids are remnants of a pre-Hispanic culture and it's jewels are the giant temples of the sun and the moon. We climbed all the way to the top of the larger temple of the sun, a pretty tiring walk up considering the blistering sun and giant array of steps but it's a gorgeous view from the top. My plan to visit the museum of anthropology that afternoon was foiled...

A surprisingly comfortable, but packed, 12 hour bus ride later I arrive in Mexico City and jump in a taxi to the hostel Mundo Joven Cathedral, a journey which costs the same price as the London tube. The hostel is right in the historical centre and my room looks out onto the cathedral. It's complete backpacker central here with a roof bar terrace area for socialising. Not able to check in until 2pm I dump my bag and head out to explore the city. Stopping for a br...

Having packed all my worldly possessions into one, extremely stuffed backpack, I jump on the Vallarta plus back to the chilled surfers haven that is Sayulita. Though I've never really surfed before, I'm determined to be able to stand up on a surfboard by the end of the week. For the first couple of nights I'm staying in the campground with my friend Gerado. The campground is idillic in that our tent faces right out onto the beach and even has a perfect spot for m...

My last day at the orphanage was a sorrowful one, saying goodbye to all the kids I've become close to over this last month. There's Magui, the most advanced of the lot, 6 years old, knows my name and even called me mamma as I was leaving yesterday. Miguelito, the most adorable and well behaved baby in the world. He's quiet and shy but when you pick him up and cuddle him his coy smile doesn't go unnoticed. Luis-Angel is so adorably happy most of the time, his laug...

Last night I was treated to a trip to a typical Mexican wrestling match. A Mexican wrestling match entails watching several chubby Mexican men dressed in skimpy super hero outfits attack each other on the most comic fashion. Instead of throwing punches they slap each other and every move is extremely staged, almost as if in slow motion. Despite this I'm assured that it is all made up on the spot, not pre choreographed. They hurl themselves from the ropes of the b...