The maid who cleans our room obviously loves us or she is a frustrated artist. She left us this folded towel rabbit as a small surprise. Our last day in Merida has been wonderful but tiring. I don't know if it's the constant sun, the constant stimulation or just getting tired at the end of a long trip but we have to drag our protesting bodies to the next wonderful surprise. We ducked into the oldest Cathedral in the Americas which the Spaniards built after they razed the Mayan temples to get the stone to build it. We walked to the Museum of Anthropology, then to the Museum of Modern Art.

This was one of the sculptures that intrigued me. I don't now if it is a metaphor for life. Take my hand 

little chicken foot, we are are strangers in Paradise. After the Museum on to the Sunday markets where we bargained furiously for a hammock and then a brief respite to munch on a hot pork bun accompanied by a Coca Cola. Total cost for lunch $4.50. Life is good.

And I haven't even mentioned the music, singing and dancing. They close off all the streets on Sunday and people enjoy bicycling, walking and dancing.