lostCANADIAN in Mexico

Montezuma has definitely gotten ahold of my digestive system and sent me through some painful experiences... riding this day was a chore, however fortunately we have super heroes in this world called Pepto Bismal! Living with such extremes, whether it's all the time, or never at all.... I made the choice, never at all. Off on the road, we again chose the free and direct route that promised to be the quicker, and once again we were sadly mistaken.

Riding through Mexico is definitely an experience that I have loved, but may not want to do all over again as toll roads begin to look a lot more tempting. Passing through small villages with huge mounds they like to call speed bumps about every other minute has proven to be a very slow way of travelling. However I wouldn't want to see it any other way at the moment, this is why we came here, and if dodging packs of snarling dogs determined to catch us through every village, or sleeping Donkey´s on the road, well so be it.

Once again we hit some long and very winding mountains which at first were incredibly beautiful and enjoyable, but soon became repetitive and exhausting as it requires all of the body and mind to control the bike around such dangerous curves. Dealing with the hangover and the exhaustion of partying too much, we pressed forward and just cleared the mountain range as it got dark. We opted for the toll road afterwards that sped us into Oaxaca through the darkness and to the first available hotel. Exhausted after an eight hour ride and once again freezing cold from the high altitude, we began to wonder if we'd ever see warmth in this country!

We found some big tasty spiders on the wall that were too tempting to eat for dinner... We are here, We made it, to Oaxaca!