Villa Las Margaritas Plaza Cristal
Travel Blogs from Jalapa
... This required some complicated local bus transfers, so after the museum marathon, I was pretty spent. I lazily wandered around the garden, opting not to hike up into the cloud forest. I just tried to enjoy the trees and the tranquility away from the bustling, traffic-heavy streets of Xalapa.
Once back in the center, I went for a very late lunch/early dinner at La Fonda, which overlooks one of Xalapa's busiest streets near the Parque Juarez. ...
... some people watching. A nice relaxing night.
The next day I headed out to a nearby town to check out a few waterfalls. I got eaten alive by mosquitos just for a few photos. I had some delicious regional mole and a new drink called torito. Not sure what is in it but it was good. Back into town to shower and scratch my arms and legs for a few hours. Rested up and packed to be on my way in the morning. I guess nothing too exciting to describe but I think I got a few good ...
... for this for two months! I was so elated!
She grabs my passport and looks at me with hard eyes and asks me something in very fast hard Spanish. Iv bounded up like some kind of new spring bambi and say 'Hola!! Hablas Ingles'? :D grinning like a 5 year old Cheshire cat.
NOA. She says angrily and prods me with the same question in fast Spanish.
Oh.. Err.. Lo Siento.. Err Hablas Ingles..
She looks really ****** off now.. NOA!! She grabs all ...
... panting like a dog going up all these stairs.
There are eagles that perform there as well. These eagles have been rescued and cannot be returned to the wild so they are there to perform.
By the time we walked down to the car my legs were like rubber. And it was too beautiful to miss. What I notice is how many Mexican ...
... from passers-by. And so we slept...sort of...laced with episodes of nearly freezing solid.
The next morning we boogied to Pueblo, and to genuine civilization.
I should note that the hee-bee-jee-bees we experienced are ours to bear. I was raised in a state of freedom, where as a child we played in the streets, we raced around our neighborhoods, we camped freely anywhere in the forest surrounding the city in which we lived in; Watervliet, ...