The Mexican State of Campeche is hot. It reminded me of home. Even the flat endless terrain reminded of the Aussie Outback minus the desert sections. For the most part I had the wind behind me so I could make some good miles everyday. The disadvantage was the lack of wind in my face failed to cool me down.
After several days of extreme heat and an inability to eat any tucker I gorged myself at the first restaurant I found in Campeche. I ate so much I was as full as a centipede’s sock drawer. Can’t get any fuller than that.
Campeche was a nice enough seaside town. It is a walled city that somehow reminded me of some of the medina’s in Morocco or the walled city of Quebec City in Canada. It was visually nice to be walking around the town in the peace and calm of the morning or as the sun was setting in the evening.
My time in Campeche was just long enough to rest and plan the next couple of days cycling to the Yucatan town of Merida.