Day 211

Veracruz, Mexico

God its been hot! After my day at the pyramids outside Mexico City I headed over to the gulf coast, something I haven’t seen since Naples in Florida back in October. No dolphins this time though. My vague plan was to spend the night in Tuxpan and then cruise down to Veracruz, visiting some other Pyramids on the way. I never found them. It was 36C by the time I drove past where they should have been and after shouting and cursing the lack of road signs I went by them and kept going. You can keep your damn Pyramids I’m not interested!

In Veracruz I found a cool little town on the coast with plenty of plaza’s with things going on. Bands and dancing, people out enjoying the evening, music and life. No tourists either really, at least none that I could spot in my wanderings. I found a nice little room at the top of a cheap hotel with the benefit of a breeze blowing through it to supplement the ceiling fan but the disadvantage of a direct audible route to the local Mexican Indie Rock Pub. Normally this would be a plus, but the bands they seem to feature don’t seem to be able to write any good songs. All I hear in noise, try some damn chord progression and melody…

I feel like I’m killing time. I just read a lot. I managed ‘To kill a mockingbird’ in 24 hours which is fine since I will now forget it and get to enjoy it again in another decade. I remember watching it as a play with my old friend Spec when I was in college but all I remember of it was seeing one of the actors get spat in the face.

There is a nice little vegetarian restaurant where you get a good set meal for 45 pesos which i have been eating at. You get a choice of dishes but nothing is written down so I have to guess at what I’m getting, its usually a pleasant enough surprise.

I should have left for Peubla today I guess but since I hadn’t packed up the night before it was unlikely I would get out and get off. My inaction and generally lack of motivation is not too serious, its been so bloody hot that I have hardly been able to move. Today was better though, just high twenties so the fan gets a well earned rest. I’m now constantly aware of the fact that I have one week left, but its more like a week in England than being in Mexico. Since I booked my flight I feel like I have been unable or unwilling to stray too far from Mexico city, if I drove 2,000km I would only have to drive them all the way back. So I’m trapped in a small circle of states, waiting, just waiting…



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