The highlight of San Cristóbal was meeting and spending time with Michelle, an Irish woman bicycling around Mexico, and reuniting with another bicyclist, Rémi, who we first met in Baja.
We wandered through market after market, visited an amber and a cacao museum, ate everything we saw, including a dried cricket, and I bought a new skirt.
We loved the time spent with our new friends in a fascinating city.
Homemade tacos in the market.Chocolate, of course…And dried crickets for lunch????Clothes marketMy new favorite skirt!Outside food market…And inside food market.Friends…Friends…And more friends!And of course…broken rigs.
For us, San Cristóbal wasn’t about what we saw, but what we experienced and the people we spent time with…a recurring theme in our travels.
Three days into our travel across Mexico, we needed a break from the traffic, cities, noise and our fast pace (Ok, I melted down and needed a break, a city girl I am not, I need regular periods of peace and quiet).
Darrin searched iOverlander and found Posada Valerio, a camping spot run by a family in the small mining town of Mineral de Pozos. It was on our trajectory and exactly a days drive…perfect!
We arrived at Daniel and Martita’s gate late in the afternoon. They greeted us like we were long lost friends. Showed us the perfect spot out of the wind for our rooftop tent. Gave us a tour of the gardens and casitas for rent. And generally made us feel very welcome. We settled in for our best night’s sleep in over a week.
The next morning we stumbled out of the Wee Rover a bit later than usual. Across the garden, Daniel waved us over and invited us into his house for a wonderful breakfast of tamale, huevos(eggs), and jamón(ham). It was just breakfast but after days of driving being given the opportunity to sit down and enjoy the company of two lovely people was exactly what I needed.
Martita and Daniel grew up in this house. Behind Martita (by the water jugs) is the oven/grill her mother used to make tortillas. The new stove is almost as big as Martita.It was very hard to say goodbye.
Tidbit: Daniel speaks some English and insisted that while we were there, he would speak English and we would speak Spanish. My vocabulary has already improved greatly! After 3 months…I should be fluent, or know just enough to be dangerous!
