We have a relaxing morning at Sara & Aldofo’s house. The house buzzes with energy as everyone gets ready for school and work.
Sara teaches me how to make tortillas. Homemade tortillas are in a totally different league than what we buy in stores in the US. The process seems so simple but no doubt will lead to a kitchen covered in flour and the fire alarms ringing if I try this unassisted. Sara’s tortillas come out beautifully round, while mine are ugly and square, or resemble the missing piece of a treasure map. It doesn’t matter though, they are delicious in any shape.
Sara & Adolfo, thank you again for the hospitality!
Since we have been closer to the Pacific Ocean the heat is more bearable and there is a cool breeze coming off the water. This translates to a more relaxed start in the mornings.
On the way out of town we get sidetracked by a cafe. We haven’t had real coffee in 11 days. I have finally kicked my caffeine addiction (in hindsight, tackling this the first week in Mexico was probably bad timing). The coffee is SO good and they have real cream! I think I’m ok with a caffeine addiction. There are worse things.
After coffee we go next door for tacos. Eating out is always an adventure. Rarely are there menus. We usually just look around to see what other people are eating and order the same. Or we ask what they recommend. This backfires because we oftentimes don’t understand the response. Usually it’s a bit of a surprise to see what we ordered. So far we have not been disappointed.
The food is delicious…in moderation. We encourage any of our gringo friends to eat Mexican food three times per day and see where that gets you. Our insides can’t handle that much deliciousness.
After tacos, we finally leave Guerrero Negro. It’s after 3pm but thanks to a tailwind and flat terrain we cover 40.5 miles in a quick 2 hrs 45 min and then sneak off into the desert before the sun sets.