Holiday Inn Tuxtla Gutierrez

... Colectivos reagiert und bin die 30Minuten tapfer bis kurz vor die Autobahn gelaufen. Ein 2.Klasse-Bus hat mich schliesslich mitnehmen koennen. Ganz hinten drin, neben einer dicken Mexikanerin und einem neugierigen Mann, der nach einem "Alemania" meinerseits auch gleich wieder mit Hitler anfing. Mit zwei Bestechungskeksen hat der Gute dann Ruhe gegeben und ich konnte die schoene Aussicht in der Nachmittagssonne geniessen. Im Schneckentempo quaelt sich der ...

... of "lucha libre" wresting just as most men would do back in england on a Saturday with the football... somethings are not all that different.
So we eventually boarded the boats that they have to do the tour which was like something that would take you up and down any large river in a big city. This one was different though in the way that about 5 mins into the tour we were told to look left where a crocodile was lazily cooling in the water a few metres from our vessel ...

... church. The architecture is traditional Catholic, but the Chamulas ousted the Catholic priests in the 60's and have been free to operate under their own religious customs since then. This includes an open floor plan with no pews, candles lining the walls and floor in an array of colors and patterns (each with their own meaning), live chickens and soda pop used in religious ceremonies, and mirrors around the necks ...

... an open air bazaar. I bought the ticket direct to Mexico City for 350 pesos, much less than half the price from ADO. All the buses leave at 7pm which stings - since I could have caught the bus the previous night and then I'd be standing in line outside Plaza Mexico. Instead I had one more day to kill in Chiapas. Tuxtla Gutierrez is very close to the Canon del Sumidero. In San Cristobal, my hostel mates ...

... fell asleep for 4 hours. I only woke up because Marald and Pete were going out for a drink and invited me (and I said a definite no to that one). So from here on out, as I'm sure you're all curious, my trip is being shortened due to my financial overindulgance on places like Quinta Lili and things like horseback riding and large meals, but more importantly due to the fact that I forgot to get my malaria tablets before I left the states and don't really feel like risking it in ...

... especially humane. So I decided to give it a try. The park itself is beautiful built into the hillside. It's quite manageable in size. I think we saw EVERY exhibit and it took us less than 2 hours. The enclosures all have lots of foliage and are acceptable my modern zoo standards, I think. It is much, much better than some zoos where the animals are locked in a cage with a cement floor and some branches thrown in. But I found it really difficult to ...

Yes, it's true. I'm a horrible cliche. I got a tattoo. Whilst travelling around the world. Dreds are only a few skipped showers and jettisoned hair brushes away... After menu panic to the power of a million I finally decided on a small aztec symbol of a flower, tucked away neatly on the small of my back where prospective employers can't see it. How did it go? Well there's nothing quite like sitting waiting for someone to inflict pain on you, having no ...

The 14 hour bus journey turned out to be not too bad, we were knackered after a heavy leaving night with our crew in Escondido who we got to know really well and so slept pretty well. We were however woken at 4 in the morning by a Mexican soldier shining a torch in our eyes and asking (we later found) whether we owned the green bag they wanted to search, we shook our heads ...

... is still strong. It now includes many new-age hippies as well, drawn to the spirit of revolt. Live music is everywhere and excellent, and vegetarians and organic-produce lovers will find easy pickings here. All in all, a fascinating mix of old and new, foreign and very, very local. Hotel El Molida was a very economical option and perfectly adequate for our needs, though our entry-level Spanish made it a bit hard to communicate with the owner at times. That was part of the fun, though.

... a taxi took us to the city centro and we had lunch at café sportortas, where every dish on the menu is named after a football star: tortilla de maradona; tacos de ronaldinho; tostado de real madrid; agua de pelé, etc. maradona had too many mushrooms but i managed to finished him, and then finish nayeli's tacos de edgar davids. after lunch we crossed the street to marimba park where marimba players appear at 6pm every sunday and play to hundreds of dancing ...