Today we drove from the Gulf of Mexico to the Pacific Ocean, from sea level up to 3,300 ft and then back down to sea level.
The roads were primarily two lane, sometimes potholed, and for the most part very crowded until we got past the large town of Tuxtla Gutierrez in the highlands, about halfway through our day’s travel.
If the cost of tolls is any indication of the quality of the roads, today we spent $21 on tolls, yesterday we spent $40, and the day before, when we were bypassing Mexico City on those lovely roads, we spent $70.
John says Mexican drivers are crazy and that the truck drivers drive like race car drivers. It was particularly noticeable on today’s curvy, two-lane highways through the mountains.
Unlike the roads in Baja California, Mexico, which don’t have shoulders, all of the roads we’ve been driving on during this trip have had good shoulders.
They are utilized as an aide to passing on two lane roads, with the slower vehicle pulling as far over on the shoulder as possible to allow the accelerating vehicle to pass. And double yellow lines, along with blind corners, are largely ignored.
Here are a few shots of our sights along the road today, all but the last one shot through the windshield:
We’ve made our way to the town of Tapachula, near the southernmost Mexico/Guatemala border which we plan to cross in the morning.
Our hotel in Tapachula is nice. Very artistic and boutique-y.
John and I are in our room, spacing out watching a TV movie on the National Geographic channel about the colonization of Mars while we’re both working online.
Neither John nor I have been in Guatemala before. We have no idea what we’re getting into, if there will be good internet while on the road or in what condition the roads will be. Information online hasn’t been easy to find. I guess we will soon find out.
Having to deal with the bureaucracy of crossing the border in the morning also feels a bit daunting, but it must be done.
We are alive.
We are healthy.
We are adventurers.