We have started to get the hang of the siesta. This is an achievement we are proud to display. It's not as simple as just taking a nap after lunch. It's a pacing thing. It starts with dinner. Get the evening wrapped up early enough to get to bed early enough to get a nice first light start to knock out the miles on the cool morning. Reward: big lunch, lay out a tarp on the shade, sip beer, eat fruit, put a bandana over your face and nod away to a podcast on the speaker from 1 to 2. Pound out another forty kilometers and repeat. It's not so unlike our former pace. It just took midday heat to force the pattern. And it's just such a humane way to tour.
La Paz tomorrow. And everything changes. Or something. Supposedly Trevor and I will bus inland from Mazatlan to Guadalajara, DF, Oaxaca and the Yucatan while Ty rides south for Puerto Vallarta to meet Caroline. We'll see.
I am excited for that 18 hour ferry ride to "real" Mexico.
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