After the conversation back in Topolobampo about waking up late, I was happy that we’d packed the night before and were on the road before 7. Our riding style means that we head out together, but ride at different speeds. Generally I’m ahead and so when I see a Pemex (government owned petrol station), or an Oxxo (Mexican 7-11), I pull over and wait for Miguel and Pedro to catch up. It means we all get to ride as fast or slow as we want, without having to be concerned about inconveniencing the others.
Pulling into a Pemex, I found a group of very talkative attendants and spent the time waiting for Miguel to catch up talking with them. They seemed to like talking to me by themselves, and so it meant I’d speak to one for a few minutes, then he’d go and work and a different one would come over and ask me the same questions. They were curious about my mirror and then happy to pose for a photo wearing my sunglasses, once I’d shown them how glorious the mirror is.
Arriving in Guamúchil, it was around 11am on a Sunday morning and it was time for brunch. We pulled into Birreiria Juanita, owned by the Gutiérrez Sanchez family, and met Antonio and his family. His mum, Juanita, had been running the restaurant for the last 23 years, and he spoke English well. He and his family seemed to be amazed by my Kindle being able to get internet, and wanted to see their website on it.
It was a bit hot for the 60 kms that stood between us and the next town of Pericos, especially with Miguel feeling a bit under the weather. We set out to find a park, and ended up in the municipal park. They had a swimming pool, and, being a Sunday afternoon, a large amount of children and families out to enjoy the afternoon.
We wheeled our bikes in and were immediately surrounded, mainly by teenage boys, and a security lady. She started to tell us that we were supposed to pay 15 pesos each to enter, but soon decided that we were exempt from the fee. It was the first time on the trip I’d been completely surrounded by so many people trying to ask me questions at once. The security guard was doing her best to control the kids and told them to give us some space, but they didn’t really listen and, if anything, the crowd grew bigger.
We found a place to lay our bikes, under the watchful eyes of the security lady, and got changed to go swimming. It was a glorious, if slightly overwhelming, afternoon spent in the park. I didn’t understand a good amount of what was said to me, but we managed to explain the important things and then it was just time to swim and play. We didn’t make it to our destination of Pericos, but had a thoroughly wonderful experience in not doing so.