Picnics in Mexico are a somewhat different experience than at home, although the weather on Sunday was somewhat like a spring day in the UK. For a start you don't want to bother packing sandwiches. Oh no, what you need is an entire chicken or two, a big pot of beans and a couple of kilos of tortillas. Oh, and some refrescos (fizzy drinks) of course... and a big bag of crisps, and another big bag of crisps, and a huge load of mayonnaise.
Anything else you might be missing (more refrescos, even more crisps and mangos on sticks) can be bought on site.
After the death-defying play equipment in the Parque Infantil I was delighted to see a huge concrete slide at our picnic destination. It came with an ominous warning sign "children, please ride in the middle" - the assumption being that they would probably fall off if they went on the edges. Daisy loved it. The only problem was that it didn't go fast enough.
Clover had fun too. I looked away for a moment and she had stolen an entire chicken leg using her amazing extendable arm. She ate the lot, as well. Then she was passed around the entire church. Daisy spent some quality time duelling with a complete stranger using the roasted sweetcorn on a stick we'd bought for her.
All in all, a good day. Possibly the best mango I've ever eaten, as well.
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