San Marcos Culiacan

... Das Besond**e dabei ist, dass man mit dem Auto bis fast zum Krat** hinauffahren kann. Toluca liegt auf etwa 2.000 Met** üb** dem Me**, und nach nur kurz** Autofahrt sind wir auf 4.000 Met**n. Das letzte Stück bis zum Krat**rand kann man dann problemlos laufen auf einem gut beschild**ten Weg. Wir treffen am Parkplatz noch einen and**en Wand****, ein Anwalt aus Mexiko Stadt und begi**ig** B**gwand****, d** gleich mal den gesamten Krat** umrunden will. Das ist all**dings nur ...

On the way to Mexico City, the bus made several stops at many villages along the way. Some very interesting... Consisting of: San Ysidro, Tijuana, Mexicali, Sonoyta, Caborca, Altar, Santa Ana, Hermosillo, Obregon, Navojoa, Los Mochis, Guasave, Culiacan, Mazatlan, Tepic, La Piedad, Querataro. We havn't seen a caucasian in days ...

... lake of the same name into a series of canals supplying water to fertile gardens or chinampas. It's a nice place to hire a boat for an hour or two and travel the canals. As it was not the weekend, it was much more peaceful that usual, but there were still mariachi bands asking me if I wanted a cancion (song) and food hawkers - all in colourfully painted punts (but a world away from Cambridge)....I finally bought myself a wide ...

... of the mall. It was as in a dream. The duty-free shop was still holding forth, with five or six lovely young women in high heels trying to sell us cigarettes and booze from a makeshift booth set up in the corridor. Their once gleaming store was also dark, with the aformentioned wires and pipes. Ah, Guatemala! One thing I have noticed about the air service in Central America is that the airports are a drag, but ...

... bowels decided on a game of catch me if you can so i waded into the wood like the festival vetran i am! found myself knee deep in some sort of 'quick fern' which was nearly the end of liz as we kno her! extracated myself and found a wee stream to squat by (thus polluting the water for a 10k area) I had stolen the loo roll from the previous hotel (half girl guide, half pikey!) so it was a very clean affair! thankfully back at the ranch anna was cowering ...

... police station across the street and let him know how we were being treated... i told him i didn{t want anyone to get in trouble but i wanted other traverlers to know so the same thing didnt{ happen to them! The captian came out ot the bus station and went around asking everyone there what had happened and we ended up getting our second, most uncomfortable ride ever for free.... While i feel bad the other driver lost his money, i can only hope that they will learn to treat ...

... swimming. Day 13 - Merida Headed on a 10 hour bus ride to Merida (Shire of Yucatan). Nic escaped to a spare seat on the back of the bus so she could lie down and sleep. Along the way we where pulled over by the army, looking for weapons and drugs. We all had to take all our belongings off the bus and have our packs checked. Nic didn´t wake to any of this and Kerry wasn´t allowed back on the bus to get her, so she woke to an empty bus and a soldier ...

... mexicanos. El día es largo y la autopista bastante monótona. Lo bueno es que de esta manera lo estamos haciendo más rápido. Decidimos no hacer paradas en el camino y quedarnos a dormir en San Luis Potosí. Elegimos un hotel bastante económico con lo necesario y nos fuimos en taxi hasta el centro de la ciudad. El centro histórico es realmente muy bonito, lleno de iglesias y mucha gente por todos lados. Vimos también, en el ayuntamiento municipal un altar dedicado al ...

... I seriously contemplated my own devotion to something and whether I could carry out a pilgrimage like that. I figured not, especially since I have bad knees. **** maybe something like that would actually help my bum knee. Who knows? Inside, priests were carrying out a mass. We quietly slipped around to the back and went below the large pulpit to take our turn on the moving conveyer belt to get a look at the famous mantle. It is truly amazing, I must say. I myself have a deep ...

Today we explored deep into the realms of Xalapa, where no others in our group had gone before. Nope, not really, pretty much everyone had already done it, so unfortunately we were the last to tour Xalapa's Wal Mart. Before that though, we had decided this would be the morning that we attend Sunday Mass in the Cathedral in the city's center. The taxi driver drove us 3/4 of the way and then stopped and pointed at this huge blockade across the road, then dropped us off ...