I was sitting under a big beautiful tree, in a dusty pull-off, perching my sore bum on my helmet. I had just deconstructed a soursop fruit. Green, shaped like an internal organ, little nubby spines, white flesh inside like compacted cotton candy. Somehow sour, sweet, and something almost floral and cheesy all in one. Absolutely carnally delicious. I waved my sticky pocket knife at Ellie. "How can I POSSIBLY still be hungry," I said, "I just ate this entire fruit. A fruit the size of my stomach. And shaped like it too."
And so we extruded out the last of our Bolsa de Beans onto tortillas and I ate a number of gorilla's handful of peanuts. I never cease to be both astounded and slightly appalled at how much food I consume when riding like this. Perhaps I am eating double or triple what I eat in my northern life. We were finally riding out of the flattest coastal terrain (Day 3 was Ciudad Valles to Aquismon, a short day) and were encountering delicious ups and downs.
Day 3 Items:
1. I learned that yogurt on a tortilla does not work very well.
2. Found that green trees and grass and sugarcane are so enriching for the soul, especially after so much dust and cement.
3. Saw parrots in a loud flock and they were colorful and with rudely clacky voices.
4. Encountered two cyclists, all in jerseys with little fancy bike lights, and they called "tanto photo!" as we biked along, they wanted a "silly photo!" So we pulled over and posed roadside with them. Have a great ride! Enjoy your ride! It felt so rare and also rich with international community to meet other cyclists out here.
Yogurt for First Breakfast. Although by Second Breakfast we were eating out of the tub itself, for First Breakfast we still maintained decorum and I fashioned a bowl out of this orange.
The autopista. Smooth as glass, mostly bereft of cars, and leading us out of Ciudad Valles.
The Sierra Gordas! With chicken. Finally approaching close enough to deserve a photo.
Relishing this empty road (an unnamed side road off Rt 85) and living fence posts as we ride a delicious day to Aquismon.
A free public balneario and stream walk into the rainforest. Nearly deserted on a Sunday and we didn't even plan to visit. We were just biking past and it was too enticing to pass up.
I love epiphytes! Hallelujah for plants! I am so excited to be around more than dirt and scrub!
Ellie and I pose by a silly frog to cheer ourselves after brain-banging over some travel logistics.
The sweet town of Aquismon, the last town we stay in *against* mountains, hereafter we will be *in* mountains.
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