Last time we were here we thought how much better it would be to arrive first thing in the morning. With our kids, getting up early is not a problem (though either is going to bed early), so we were out the door at seven-thirty to watch the ruins of … Read More
Retracing Our Path
Tie a plastic bin to a skateboard, insert child, and run through a grassy field—what could go wrong? Things got a little gnarly at sunset. Cholula was just a one night stop on our way back to Teotihuacan near Mexico City. We’re flying back to the States for a family … Read More
Cuernavaca
After our little debacle in Acapulco we were looking forward to getting to Cuernavaca. Visiting Acapulco would have to wait for winter, for now we needed to get back inland. We got to town and started looking for the campground. We followed our directions but couldn’t see any sign of … Read More
Love Motel
We’d been inland for a couple of months, and we were starting to miss the beach. But a week or two down here in July has reminded us why we never spent a summer on the boat in Mexico—it’s just too hot to enjoy. It’s one thing if there are … Read More
Hot on the Beach
We’re down in Zipolite which is a beautiful, sort of away-from-it-all, type place. Unfortunately the beaches in this area are almost universally unsafe for swimming, especially for small children. However, it’s too hot and humid down here to do anything but go to the beach. So we tried a couple … Read More
Lowe is Four—Unofficially
Nobody in history has ever cared less about their age. Ask Lowe how old he is and he’ll answer—or maybe he won’t, depending on his mood—two, five, nine, eleventeen. So when it came time to give him his first pedal bike—and his birthday was still a month off—we just said … Read More
Puerto Escondido
We pulled into Puerto Escondido and made our way through a ten foot wide alley between an OXXO and a restaurant to a tiny campground across the street from the beach—Zicatela, Mexico’s Pipeline. It’s an insanely perfect camping location, though the campground itself is a bit of a dump. But … Read More
Highway 131
Yesterday we set off from Oaxaca bound for Puerto Angel along the coast. It took a while to escape the Oaxacan sprawl, but following the signs for Po. Angel was easy enough, right up until we came to the fork in the road—neither left nor right listed the highway number … Read More
Stupid Fun
On our way out to Cuilapan de Guerrero Lowe kept saying, “I don’t want to go to toopid ruins.” Ali would reply, “Well, Mama does, and then we’ll go do something that you want to do.” When we got there both kids tore off like they were at an amusement … Read More
Monte Alban
There’s a lot to see in and around Oaxaca, so when we got a good deal on a rental car we jumped on that and have been ripping back and forth across the city ever since. This morning we drove on up to Monte Albán, a nice looking archaeological site … Read More
South to Oaxaca
We spent another morning walking around Puebla before packing up and heading back to the bus. We thought Puebla was a nice city, but was lacking something for us. Pizzazz? I don’t know. Some places just do it for us and others don’t. We’ll miss that railroad museum, though. Fingernail … Read More