October 16th through the 18th, 2011
The rest of Mexico, Central America, and South America were calling, so I packed up and left Oaxaca, riding east.
The weather was nice, and I enjoyed the way the road moved through the mountains, even if there were few signs and I missed a couple of turns.
My riding goal was the city of San Cristobal, for no other reason than it was one of the Mexican cities I had heard of before starting to plan my trip. It is located in the Chipas region, which is still primarily indigenous. San Cristobal itself is more touristy.
As I made my way there I saw more of these statues –
I had thought about it some as I had been riding along, and the statues in this part of the Mexico seemed more symbolic. The ones in Northern Mexico were usually some politician or something. Sterner, I guess. I liked these better.
I had to pass through Tuxtla Gutierrez to get there, which was a larger town but since I was going straight through it wasn’t much of an issue. And the road was pretty well marked, too, probably for tourists like me.
Most of the areas that had once been open air had been covered at some point, which I was okay with since it was still the rainy season. This was my first hotel with a thermostat or fan or anything in the room. I didn’t even notice until later, when it cooled off and the areas that weren’t closed to the outside became more obvious. It got a little chilly.
Before this, though, and since I had stopped with plenty of time left, I went for a walk around town.
I seem to be taking a lot of church pictures, but they are all pretty impressive around here. Much more so than the more modern (and frankly drab) churches I usually see. And yes, I know there are old churches in the USA too. I just don’t usually take pictures of those.
I found somewhere to eat, and continued to explore as night fell.
Before you say “Wow, a police bike!” look a little closer – See the star of life on the front fender? This is a medical bike. Not surprising given what I have seen of city traffic, bikes generally have a much easier time of it. Now if only I could get a certain private company back in Milwaukee to accept the practice…
Night finally fell and I headed back towards my hotel. In general I try not to wander around too much after dark, although I still haven’t ever felt in danger. The next day I would be crossing over to Guatemala, which was a much different place than Mexico, and I wanted to have good habits.