Made a side trip to the yellow town of Izamal today. There was very little else to do except see the yellow buildings which made quite an impressive sight with a backdrop of dark rain clouds overhead.
When I got back to Merida I wandered along the Paseo Montejo, a large boulevard that heads North of the historic centre. I found a Walmart superstore; curiosity got the better of me, so I checked it out.
An hour later I came out with a cheap Chinese-made button shirt and about thirty dollars worth of groceries. Having already abandoned my anti-mega corporation sensibilities for the day, I dropped into McDonalds on the way home.
Dinner tonight, a belated celebration of two hundred days of living it up; Canadian prosciutto with blue cheese, washed down with cheap red Californian wine and a half-litre of tepid strawberry flavoured yogurt.