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Travel Blogs from Zacatecas
70 years ago, corn farmer Benito rode into his field upon his burro, ready to spend the day tilling the land. Hopping off his burro, he raised his hoe into the sky, and then struck it deep into the soil. Well, when old Benny pierced the earth, the earth burped in his face in retaliation. It was a long, steamy, sulfury burp that lasted 8 years. Benny leaped onto his burro and high-tailed it back to town. ...
... of horchata. I really gotta do that more often.
Other than that, there wasn't much on display, and the main order of business seemed to be chillaxing...so that's what I did.
The next morning I stopped by the lakeside to check out the island scene. Isla Janitzio is supposed to be a really cool/fun island to visit, but the likes of el Burro aren't allowed on this land, ...
... off to some happy sleep. The next morning, after coffee and some morning grub, we took el Burro out into the country-side where, judging by the massive police presence, it was not safe territory. But we were only a few miles from our destination, so we stayed calm and carried on. We were going to the Quemada ruins, which was a mysterious city of Meso-American people, though no one is sure who they were exactly. Current theory suggests a branch of Aztecs that ...
... majority of the 113 million people make less than $10 a day.
For those we passed on the side of the road on our bus, much less.
Soon will be at Leon where we will try and find a bus to Guanajuato which will only be 45 minutes from there. Looking for that Spanish phrase book again- Ordering bus tickets!
Update: Booked the wrong bus at Leon - ended up on the local commuter bus to Guanajuato, stopping picking up passengers on the way. Was interesting!
... of breath! After about 45 minutes from where we left the horses (a 500 meter climb) we reached the rim of the caldera. The view was amazing, both down into the caldera and out to the surrounding mountains. Eventually we headed back down, this time taking the short route - straight down a trail of volcanic ash that was like black sand. With each step we would sink up to the ankles, but once you got the rhythm it wasn´t hard, and took only 10 minutes ...
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