Cada cual hace con su vida un papalote y lo echa a volar~Mexican proverb (We each make a kite of life and fly it as we will)
The first time I went to Mexico, I thought: “beaches”. Well, that and “margaritas”. Two days later, I was bored and sunburned and looking for something to do, so I ditched the swimsuit, hopped on a bus, paid a few pesos, and got off a few stops later. My grasp of Spanish back then was disgraceful (who am I kidding, it still is), but I managed to find and follow a few women to an outdoor market. Away from the tourist center, I was hooked. The people were warm-hearted, fun, pragmatic, and helpful, especially when it came to getting me back on the right bus to return to the hotel. On my second trip, I explored Mayan ruins, had a few more margaritas, and yes, I spent some time at the beach. By the third trip, I’d had enough of beaches and discovered central Mexico and Guanajuato: plazas, mercados and mummies, oh my! Mexico is worth exploring again and again. I’m brushing up on my español!
Dispatches from Mexico
I’ll admit that the prospect of time in a Mexican jail sounds awful, if only because the menu is unlikely to offer mango margaritas. To avoid a jail stint, read here about Driving in Baja.
Among the lessons you learn from traveling: Misadventure usually leads to adventure if you follow your ears (and your eyes, and even your nose) to wherever the path leads you. In Mexico, that might mean hearing about pirates…or baseball…or both.
More stories from sunny Mexico coming soon!