That was a wild ride!
Trip Start Jul 04, 2010
163Trip End May 10, 2011
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Hotel Tierra Sagrada
We were so glad to be in the van when we saw not only the steep twisty mountain grade but also a narrow pot holed road. There was not a lot of traffic, but the traffic that was there drove like maniacs, cutting corners and swerving to avoid potholes. At one point, we heard something fall off the van and we whipped our heads around hoping it was not a bike or bike parts. The driver brought the van to a halt and ran off to retrieve one of the van's hubcaps. The mountain views were spectacular. Forested high peaks were all around us in the distance with no end in sight. Here and there, we passed isolated small villages, just a few houses really, and several spots with little restaurants. All the while, the guy in the seat in front of us was puking his guts out the whole way. Michelle felt fine the whole way. But toward the end, Dave was feeling pretty rocky and ready to hurl. At the fork where highway 178 cuts off to Juquila, an army checkpoint was searching the van ahead of us. We were waved on without being searched.
We passed another group of relay runners, mostly teenagers, spaced every four hundred meters, waiting for the torch to be passed as they made their demonstration run for a virgin.
We explored the town and bit. They were setting up bandstands, chairs and tables under large awnings for a celebration. Little kids dressed as peasants, reindeer, angels, and Joseph and Maria came streaming into the courtyard of the main church. A bit later the children performed a Christmas play.
We returned to our chilly hotel room and updated the journal. Juquila, at 1485 meters, is cool this time of year.