I've Got A Fever of 102 (Tulum!)

Tulum was a rip and a half and would have been even rippier had we not decided to go in the DEAD OF AUGUST when it was about 856 degrees. Still a rip, and I (bible), still have sunburn marks to this day. Dressing for this trip was a lark and involved many flowy things, caftans, items that resembles dressing gowns, and one very persistent Yankees baseball hat. Vamos.