Published: February 6th 2008February 5th 2008
In Jose´s Car-Mobile
A little bit squished...
Here I am in Mexico! Woop! Getting to Tula took an epic 24 hours in total, with about 11 hours on the plane which was not too much fun and took us a couple of days to recover from. Navigating customs and immigration was a bit of a mission with about 6 pieces of paper, our passports and visas each and a queue about a mile long. Obviously most of them were wrong so we got sent back to try again. Jose-Luis, the GAP rep here met us and took us to his hometown Tula where we stayed in a hotel and had an amazing weekend.
The first day we invested in very cool Mexican mobiles at a Wal*Mart (authentic) then Jose-Luis invited us to a party at his father´s home which was more of a Mexican experience than we could have dreampt of. We were introduced to the diet here of meat, meat, meat, meat and chillies, which once you appreciate the true pleasure-pain-ness of the whole thing are amazing and really do accompany everything in one form or another, even breakfast. After a couple of hours there a mariachi band strolled in which was surreal to say the
least! There was much pleasure and merryment and then we got cold and tired and began to understand Mexican time. So far we´ve gathered its abut 6 hours and 40 mins behind GMT when meeting someone and about 9 hours behind when you want to leave a party!
Sunday we visited an archaelogical site in Tula and visited the supermarket several more times. The hotel had no breakfast so when left to our own devices we had cakes and chicken legs (with chillie sauce) for breakfast which certaintly amused Jose when he turned up to collect us.
Further excitement on Monday when we went to some hot springs, I´m not sure where! We managed to cram 12 people into a car designed for 7 though which was pretty hairy! Luckily the car was HUGE as there dont seem to be many rules of the road, cars just go where they like and the biggest one has right of way. There are completely unnecessary speedbumps on motorways just to slow everyone up, which is interesting when you´re trying to sleep!
Monday night we had a wander through Tula unsupervised. There´s a really old cathedral there so we sat
in the garden by it and ate ice cream for a while...little did we realise it closed at 8:30 and was chained very firmly shut! Angie had seen people running but thought nothing of it! After walking from one gate to another for a while and asking some Mexicans who were also trapped for help we decided scaling the really high and spiky gate was the way to go! The Mexicans flew over and were off, Ed, Angie and Kerry followed but by this time there was quit a crowd of people outside pointing (and laughing) and dishing out advice which was extremely embarassing! Becky tried to scale the gate but her legs are too short so she had to come back, at this point we decided it was best to find the padre and ask for a key to let us out rather than the others climbing back in to spend the night! He only laughed a little, let us out and let us go home to bed!
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