After a rest day hanging out with Paco and Nancy, it was finally time to leave Mexico for good. I’d crossed the border from the US just over a year earlier, unable to speak Spanish and not knowing much about the history of Mexico, while now I’m able to get by just fine with my Spanish and even use it to discuss things such as Porfirio Diaz, the dictator who was in power at the turn of the 20th century, and have seen a very large number of ruins.
Paco had offered to ride with me to the
In my last few days back home I got very little sleep. I was trying to catch up with things that I’d just not got round to during my time back home. I figured that 3 weeks would be plenty to get everything done, but I procrastinated plenty and was busy doing other things. A perfect example of that was that it took me the best part of two weeks to start working through the mountain of photos I took while in Cuba. I’d arrived back sure that I’d get on that quickly, but it took
Cesar picked me up early and I said my goodbyes to Peter and Andrea, and it was off to the airport. Usually I have concerns about which terminal I’m flying from, but that was completely taken care of. As Cesar worked there, he knew not only the terminal, but also the best place to park, so I’d be right by the check-in gates for Cubana. I left some things in Mexico, most notably my laptop, because I was expecting to be camping most nights and having minimal internet access. I’d
After the US, Canada, Mexico and Guatemala, it’s time for my 5th country – Cuba. Not being from the US, I have no problems going to the country. Return tickets from Cancun to Havana are about $280, bikes have no special fee and I’m allowed 40kg (90lb) of luggage, flying with Cubana. I can get a 30 day tourist card at the airport, and it can be extended 30 days when I’m in the country for a minimal fee.
A Warmshowers host here in Cancún, Cesar, works at the airport and is
Tulum is famous for its ruins and beautiful beaches. Thankfully our Couchsurfing host, Tim, who had moved down to Mexico three years ago to escape the monotony of the daily grind in the US, had told us we could stay for as long as we wanted. The ruins are about 5 km out of town, and even though we were up early, we didn’t get there until about 10am. Being a Saturday, that didn’t end up being the best idea because it meant that the mammoth car park was almost full when we turned up