Hotel San Luis Lindavista Culiacan

Ok I know there is going to miscommunications between people but this one was big. I'm not going to go into detail but a 3 hour bus rid to hang out with some friends for the night turned into a 10 hour ride jammed in a suv with 7 others to go to a WEDDING! Ok, I don't have any nice cloths with me and I wasn't planning on 10 hours in a car. At least I got some free food.

... Appearance and status are so important in Mexico, but unlike in Europe, wealth is so fragile and recently acquired that it´s difficult to fault the constant need to show it off, as deep down everyone still remembers running around with the chickens a mere generation ago. The fact that this aspect of life is still very much part of everyone´s lives, despite the soap star masks, was no more apparent than during lunch when one of ...

After a 14 hour journey involving several road blocks to ensure we weren´t importing dangerous fruit into the state of Sinaloa (the most notorious battlegrounds of bllodthirsty drugs czars abound and they´re worried about....fruit?!) and we arrived in Guasave, a ´city´of between 150,000 and 300,000 people according to whom you believe, which only appeared on the map last year. Spooky, I feel like Pedro Paramo. We were given a couple ...

... and this is a bustling city of nearly a million people! The "El Centro" area was jam- packed with cars, buses, people, kids, dogs...you name it...it was time to bail this scene! I downshifted the Turbo Taco Wagon (the bike) and Malin I made haste back the way we came! We settled on a cookie-cutter business hotel surrounded by car and tractor dealerships. The staff wore matching little vests with name tags and promptly told us that they do not have a ...

We got our muffler replaced in los mochis for $35 and headed down the coast to el dorado. lindsey got a speeding ticket for doing 80km in a 60km zone (Sometimes the speed limit posts are hard to see and change suddenly here) it was a bit frantic to sort out what was going on as the police officer spoke very quickly and with a thick accent making him hard to understand. we thought he was going to take lindsey's drivers licence and registration at first but she said she would ...

After driving all day, we arrived at a small town named... Costa Rica, definitely something to be confused here! City of Costa Rica in Mexico! We were looking for the road to the campsite and wound up on progressively smaller... bumpy..., dirt roads and we eventually got stuck on the rail road track... with the travel-trailer. We discovered some damage to the bumper (a little crooked ...

... villages I find people staring with interest, and the ones that do speak english stand around, and i can tell they're just busting to ask me questions. Some quite funny, like "why do you not have kids!" haha. Most just curious about my travels about where I'm going and where I've been, and most of all, why I am doing this.

... cleaned by a little native looking guy in the mexican square though, which involved me standing still with my arms out and him whipping me with leaves and letting incense smoke drift all over me. I also had to kiss the incense cup a few times in between and at the end he told me to pick a little stone out of a bag, he said take pink. Pink for power. Pink...! So now i carry a pink stone around with me and my Aura is feeling happy. Not ...

A whole new world greets us this morning. The trip to Los Mochis after the ferry docked (9:30pm) was completely uneventful. We were reluctant to drive at night, but the highway was very well used, a divided 4 laner, and good speed was maintained by all vehicles for the 20 km to ...

... sleep. I felt so very proud when there was indeed a taxi at five the next morning to take me to the train station, ready for the Copper Canyon railway ride. The train goes from Los Mochis to Chihuahua, but I had booked to Creel (about two thirds of the way, as it is then quicker to get from Creel to Chihuahua by bus and I needed to get an overnight bus to Monterrey that same day. So, got on the train - an old fashioned American type train ...