Here I am, me, survived the Christmas and the New Years eve.
Santa brought me a new motorcycle to carry me further South, but hold that enthusiasm for a moment and I’ll tell you more! I gathered some new experiences and I’m ready to share them, starting with the very interesting one of Christmas in Mexico. It was my first time. I was a virgin! I swear I had a lot of fun with the pinata prepared for us at AzulCielo hostal. I had a lot of fun pulling it up and moving it around so that people don’t hit it 😀 (evil me). But other than that, it was a fun dinner, though with a lot of work as volunteer. I can’t say I had a lot of fun, but the food was home made and delicious. There is another Christian tradition that goes pretty much like Christmas caroling. It’s called “Las posadas”. The best way to describe it is “people walking around the city for the last 9 days before Christmas, holding a big doll and playing some instruments, culminating on Christmas eve with an act happening inside and outside one’s house, where the group inside represents the family of Jesus and the group outside being the three mages bearing gifts”. Sorry I didn’t tag along or even sing with the folks, I know how you all love my karaoke voice!
Other than that, small things which make your life nice, like a visit to a chocolate festival which ended up in a pub an then another, and then the StarWars VII premiere with less than half of the cinema full and no queues to buy tickets (for only $3), and another local and traditional celebration on 23rd of December – noche de rabanos/night of the radishes – where people go and wait in line for hours to admire sculptures and constructions made of radishes. I’ve been going here and there around the city with the guys at the hostel, met a few nice travelers and fixed a few things around the place.
Ok, ok… about the motorcycle. I was searching for a car but I ended up with a bike. I was afraid I won’t be able to get out of Mexico with anything bought here, but the craving was too big. Therefore, here’s my new chopper: Tinkerbell! It’s a ’98 Yamaha VStar of 650cc and 40HP, leaking oil from the engine and making more noise than I expected. I have to walk it over 90% of the speed bumps here, which can be 50cm high and sometimes not even signaled. Since I’ve bought it, I keep looking for a helmet to fit my big head, which is ‘mission impossible’ here in Mexico. Thanks to the FlyingSpagettiMonster that the helmets are an optional accessory here, but can be an absolute madness to ride without one. About the papers, any info is appreciated – I’ve been reading various blogs with contradictory experiences regarding the border crossings in Central America. So far, the plan is to go heads first, bring a lot of photocopies of all the documents, and then see what challenges may arise.
I spent the New Year’s eve relaxing on the terrace of the hostel and drinking the best sangria ever, made by Alberto, another volunteer from Spain. I’ve had the chance to make guacamole and another recipe with a lot of mango. Since there was not much left of any, I guess the people liked them. And this is the first New Year’s eve spent outside, in t-shirt and flipflops – what a wonderful weather. No, I don’t miss the beach and the ocean, nor climbing the nearby mountains on this dry weather, but I do miss my friends. And even if some are traveling in Mexico at this time, there is still a lot of land to cross to meet them.
As soon as the motorbike papers are done, I will set off towards the ocean, and try to surf a bit. Mexico is a lot larger than one can imagine just by looking at the map, and it has a lot of hidden treasures and wildlife. The mountains are covered with cacti and small bushes, as opposed to the generous forests I’ve been used to. And since you’re mostly interested in people and life and food, I’ll sum it up shortly: the average height in Mexico makes me feel like a giraffe and it’s hard to see all that is happening down there, close to you. The food is way better than the food in the USA, definitely healthier and cheaper, but after you’ve tried all of their dishes and fast foods, you start disliking corn (because it’s everywhere) and you can’t figure out what you like most. I like the grilled corn on a stick with mayo, cheese, limon, and some hot pepper on top, for 1$ USD – makes quite a meal. And not to delay the most important thing: the beer costs just as much as in Czech Republic (about 1$) but the taste is quite different, maybe weaker. They also have crafts beers and IPAs, just as hoppy or bitter as the ones I tasted in the USA (blah).
Wishing you all a happy new year with great adventures, or at least one! Be brave! Love! Leave your worries behind and go wherever you want to, wherever your dreams tell you! And yes, dream a lot! And if you come to central America, bring me a reasonable sized helmet for my big head.