Here I am, sitting in my car in a village in central Mexico, Real de Catorce. The roads are not paved, there is narrow primitive tunnel through the mountain leading automobiles here, the only way in and out. It's nearly 10 pm, so I haven't met anyone except the guy taking 30 pesos at the tunnel entrance. I'll sleep here in Ole Mae, near the edge of what I assume to be an epic cliff (can't really see it at night, no lights). Monterrey is a great place with lovey people, but I had to reluctantly move on, as I've done many times now. I'm happy to be here and eager to see what this old village looks like in the sunlight. My semi-permanent destination is farther south in Tabasco, at an eco-tourist destination. I found
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