Southwards

I actually had begun to think we would never escape from Mexico City. First we were waiting on a delivery, then the car mechanic, and then, the day we actually headed out of the city, the police stopped us 15 minutes into the ride and attempted to take away our car because the license plate ended in a 3, and 3s do not drive in Mexico city on Wednesdays. Luckily police bribery case number two of the vacation saved the car, but we had to leave it in a park till the next morning.

We did, however, manage to get out the next day, and after the two hours necessary just to leave the massive city itself, we made our way to Cuernavaca, which was very pretty. From there we went on to Tepotzlan, where we camped in the dark in the middle of a massive thunderstorm, and later climbed up a huge mountain (on a very official and well marked vertical trail) to sit atop a pyramid and look at the lovely valley. We continued on toward Puebla via the national park which hosts two of the largest volcanoes in the region. We drove over the mountains, into the mist, and at the topmost viewpoint I stood in the cold and ate a chocolate bar on the roof of that world.


In Puebla we mostly ate, and pointed at things and said- that’s pretty. Because it all was. We crashed with the family of a guy we picked up and drove around back in Xilitla. They were super adorable and cooked us many massive meals. We stayed in a room that was a shed up until 10 minutes after our arrival. There were cockroach bodies and old engines next to our bed, but we didn’t mind. ´We are in our twenties! In addition, Puebla was hosting an indigenous cultural festival this weekend, which meant lots of music and crafts all the time.


From there we headed to Vera Cruz, where we are crashing at a musical engineering school that Carlos worked for years ago in Monterrey. I thought I would hate Vera Cruz, but actually it pretty much rocks. There was gorgeous music and dancing all over the center until past midnight. We have a whole crew to take us around as well, which is nice.

From here we go in search of deserted beaches. On the 15th we meet up with my mom in Oaxaca, where we will explore and take a few classes and such, after which I head to Nicaragua and Carlos goes on toward Chiapas. I am somewhat sad to be missing the Southern coast and jungles, but this was the only way to make plans work. Of course, now that the trip is ending, I really want to keep going, though who knows how I would feel if I were, indeed, headed onwards. In any case, cheers! Photos at some point. Hope all is well back North.

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