A large automobile and water flowing underground

How did I get here? How do I work this? Where does this high­way lead to?

In my case, I was not behind the wheel of the large auto­mo­bile, per Peace Corps reg­u­la­tions, but the ques­tions still apply to a bit of a bizarre week­end. I can’t real­ly say that much, except inter­est­ing times as usu­al. Oh, and maybe we should have real­ized that 2 weeks of rains would mean that the famous crys­tal clear azure waters of the Huaste­ca region would be a lit­tle mud­dy. The water­falls were roar­ing though, and the camp­ing in Tama­sopo was very relax­ing. I just have to go back, but per­haps not until Octo­ber. And then we went back to the amaz­ing crack climb­ing in Acul­co. Fun times on top-rope and now my fin­gers are very tired (and my back and arms the next day).

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How is it pos­si­ble to dri­ve 6–7 hours north and find near jun­gle-like con­di­tions of heat, humid­i­ty, and banana trees?

And why can I nev­er be in a place with ripe bananas on the tree?

No water­falls, no climb­ing, but slack­line.

Where did Mom go? Kind of want­ed one, except for how big Mom and Dad were.

Tree full of grack­les

white-winged dove

great kiskadee, in name and form

Good morn­ing! Tiny tent snails are best to wake up to.

And then the real trav­els began.

Acul­co. The water­fall is so not the main attrac­tion.

That’s more like it. Let’s get that anchor start­ed.

Super bomber.

Extra-super bomber anchor for the awe­some rap­pel.

Wheeeeeee… or is it Aaaaaaaaaaa… and then the best part is you get to climb back up!

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