Already the air was like that - salty and humid. I mean it´s humid here all the time. Locals call it "fresh" ;D
We were three at that time. Also Niels, a guy from Belgium who didn´t had anything wise to do back home.
But what or where is the Home? At these days I would certainly say that my home is where I am and hopefully also my backbag and camera are...
Anyway, I think that´s the same that I found out while studing in Denmark - It does not matter where one is, The essence is being aware of the space around Us, because our presence makes the environment possible.
So there we swam and watched the colours of the ocean changing red and green and suddenly it was dark. All the days we´ve been in Mexico, our dinners and meals have only consisted fruits..
Mostly because of the feeling and the availability of new fruits like papaya and cactus fruits (they are red and some of them green), also pineapple, juicy grapes, melons, and some peanuts, I really understood, that eating is just an habit. It´s all in our heads.
So there we were, laying in the beach and thinking what shall we do.
Then we got a message to go by meeting a local guy called Sergio.. He made thing look so easy and interesting... Wow, we felt. Let´s go , we can do it! The other side of the Mexico is not so far at all! Thank you young shaman!
Saying adios to Niels we really started our trip. Hitchhiking is the key. Waving our thumb took us throught many hundred kilometres. Meeting different people is the key and the biggest advantage of traveling like that. Mexico is the country of extremes. Rich people get more rich, and poor people are happy and poor. Still they are making parties and celebrating special events and hitting the pinjata which is full of candies tulces..
There are many mexicans here, so everybody needs to have a job. So if you go to a supermarket or just a small la tienda, all your products are packed within seconds. Your car gets filled with gas by itself, and three women are prepearing you a taco, when you find yourself eating it. Mexicans eat tacos with everything and allmost every meal. Tacos are ancient traditons from their ancestors Mayas and Aztecs. Made out of tortillas - maize flour thin kind of a looking pancakes... ¡Bien provenco, amigo!
We faced the darkness, and met the right guy - Angel ;D Our first great spanish lesson. A guy who doesn´t speak a word in english... We managed to ask him a place to stay.. When he understood, everybody were happy. His family, his willage, his house. Angel is a rich man, he runs a Rantso, if I spell it right. Horses and cows. Living in a village, where the jungel is just a few steps away, the life runs in different circles.. Muchas gracias Senjor Angel, Adios!
Yes, you can easily get a lift in the back of a truck. It´s normal here. You just need to hold on and enjoy the view ;D The eagles are flying and the miles are running. All the limits are in our heads. These days the government of Mexico is trying to stop drug dealers and illegal gun deliverers. So we met many soldiers and policeman looking us in with a smile in their face.
Luckily i met Maritza in Denmark. She told me that she´s going to be sad, if I´m not going to visit her. After a night in nowhere and a few hundred miles in trucks and cars, it was a bliss when Eryka and his husband picked us up on the shore of Mexican Gulf. They took us right in front of The Pacheco´s house. Lupita was already waiting, they called her and asked for the right directions and all. Great thanks for all ;D
Mis casa es tu casa ° ° ° My house is your house ° ° ° Minu kodu on sinu kodu
That´s the philosophy of mexican people, at least what we have experienced by now. The kitchen cocina is yours, says Lupita, Maritzas mother. The same goes with all the people wisiting this house. There have been many people from abroad. It´s an international house and they love visitors from everywhere.
The family has a different meaning than we know in Europe. People are connected with something different.
aah, its lunch time ;D ´
What new experiences I´m going to meet today...
There is love, there is peace
Adios amigos!°¡
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