The shower shack at Laguna Azul campground on Lake Bacalar, Quintana Roo, Mexico.
Hi, my name is Janice, and Iโm addicted to showers. I know that I have a problem because my memories of our last three weeks in Mexico donโt revolve around the countryโs history, food, culture, or biodiversity. They revolve around showering.
Itโs quite disconcerting, really. Gregor and I drove through Chiapas and the Yucatan peninsula – a region full of ancient Mayan ruins, interesting colonial history, and jungles teaming with exotic wildlife. Yet what I remember most about the journey are events related to bathing.
This is the story of seven showers.