Amy Winehouse is dead - I'm famous.
My anniversary was a little different than thought. All packed and ready Tehuacán to leave, I wanted to wear my cycling glasses and realized, that she was not there. I had to lie on the last evening in the restaurant probably have left.A good eye is about as important as a good cycling shoes and glasses in Mexico is difficult to find. Quite frustrated, I bought a cheap model for transition, but still had the hope retrieve my glasses.
While waiting for a local TV crew came to us and was curious, what we do. Nathan has explained it briefly, and so they wanted to interview with us. Since my Spanish is better, I declared myself ready so I did my first back heel View in Spanish. Bumpy, but it has worked reasonably.
After I've still got my glasses again later, The day was saved and I happily.
South of Tehuacán We could then take final leave of the plateau and we moved again for a long time below 2000 Meters. The landscape changed into a lush green, beautiful, some warm humid mountain and we went up to 800 Meters down, and had ever had a taste, what awaits us in Central America and at sea level.
While camping at night hundreds of small flies buzzing around our sweaty cyclists body and I wondered, whether they can stand – but then had hundreds of small itchy red dots to see my legs and was disabused. They directed us to evil. There was no wind and the tent was not a breeze to feel – sticky and hot.
The next day was again hard work announced, I came through a biosphere reserve primarily uphill and slopes did not end. Almost no traffic, the landscape is a dream. The water went from us, but luckily a nice restaurant shortly afterwards waited on us. Sometime in 2300 m came after a downhill slope no more new, but it went downhill. Exhausted but happy we reached a small village with a simple hotel.
A shower, Luxury for the battered body. Carbohydrates make up with two giant pizzas, to 2,5 Liter of cola pumped out.
And then finally we came to Oaxaca Cityt. Here is just the Guelagueza Hard and all hell broke loose. Actually, too many people and tourists for my taste, but a very special fireworks, rush at times even the sparks and burning more rockets into the crowd, resembles that of. (The Mexicans are taking a tough but, not only in terms of volume) In addition there was still a terrific light projection to the Cathedral. A visit to the fantastic Monte Alban, the legendary site of the Zapotec and one of the oldest cities in Mesoamerica, rounded out the picture.
After Chiapas, Oaxaca and then comes running out ... my visa and I am finally in Central America.