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Veracruz Carnival: where octopus meets mariachi, pesos turn kids into daredevils, and tequila diplomacy wins over sceptical locals. We danced (badly), drank (a lot), and survived. Cancun? Less glamorous…

What do Carnival chaos, blind midgets, and unsolicited gay club invites have in common? Veracruz, obviously. From rooftop rashes to salsa fails and tomato-flavoured regret, this trip had *everything*.

A frazzled back, a bargain Pope-mobile, and a tiger-obsessed slot machine. Vegas had us broke, bloated, and baffled—but we still cried at the Bellagio. Onward to Mexico, with nerves and dodgy luck.

Two months, a scorpion duel, and *way* too much Parmesan later, we’ve left Tulum behind. From cenotes to couch surfers, gelato kings to packed backpacks—Playa del Carmen, we're coming for you! 🌴

House-hunting in Playa tested our patience *and* humour—with bramble bushes apparently the frontline of home security. But just as we were ready to quit, a lucky break led us to ceviche and a cosy new base.

Want to know how we’ve slept in Mexican cabanas, beach huts in Asia, and even a stranger's spare room—and lived to tell the tale? Our top 5 budget hacks saved us *and* our wallets. Snore, explore, repeat.

Our week ended with sunburn, sizzling Mayan feasts, and a bittersweet farewell to Joelle. But just as we packed to leave Mexico, the universe handed us a lifeline—and a whole new plan. Stay tuned! 🌮✈️