Cancun, Mexico
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September 12, 2014
Well, you could say my trip started weeks ago when I went to
a Mexican restaurant for lunch with some co-workers. In the battle to find a
vegan mean in this place of non-customizable burritos, the lady offered me ‘mole
and rice’. Mole (“mole-ay”) is a savory chocolate sauce that ended up being
absolutely delicious and sadly disappeared off my plate before I wanted the
experience to end!
Fast forward a couple of weeks and I knew the goal of my
trip once Cancun was the decided destination for the weekend—to find real mole
in Mexico. We arrived Saturday morning to be greeted by the bright sun and swarms
of taxi drivers insisting we ride with them. We eventually landed in Mercado 28
(the internet resources said this would be a cool spot). Well, the internet
resources also said that it was a bit too touristy.
I’d have to agree. Thirty minutes (and a
couple of pesos) later, we found ourselves in Mercado 23 walking through the
market allies lined with raw fish, meats, and sugary treats. Magic happened
within twenty minutes… we were sitting at a table in the market with a six
pesos feast—chips, soup, rice, plantains, more rice, beans, tortilla, chicken,
mole, two juices, and a sweet purple water juice. Let’s just say that I was
more than satisfied!

The rest of the trip involved bus rides around the tourist
zone, an evening trip to the touristy bars, a late night meal of rice beans & mole, and morning relaxation on the beach.
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