It turned out that Mike had got a lift to Ciudad Constitución, 25 km past Insurgentes, but still only 45km from where we had camped. Pedro and I slept in, and headed out quite late at a fairly relaxed pace. My only hope was to get to town in time to hopefully see Chelsea lose the Champions League final to Bayern Munich. A year ago, I watched Barcelona tear Manchester United apart, in one of the more painful performances I’ve seen for a while, and was hoping that Bayern would do something similar to Chelsea.
The ride into Insurgentes was a very gentle downhill with a light headwind and we made it there quite quickly, although Pedro’s knee was causing him some issues. After a brief stop for breakfast in town we pushed on and found that Mexico 1 went from a narrow lane in each way to a divided highway with 2 lanes each way. The cities were built up as the area around them was actually suitable for agriculture, a rare sight in Baja. It meant that instead of just seeing trucks transporting goods, we also saw farm vehicles and fields of alfalfa.
Arriving in Constitución, we found Mike who had found us a hotel to stay in, and then after shopping in a huge supermarket, got to watch the end of the Champions League final and another disappointment as Bayern failed miserably in a game that they dominated and then lost at penalties. Thankfully the taco stand we went to that evening more than made up for things as it was so tasty. mmm taco stands.
In the morning