Guadalavista!

We rushed by what Erdem calls “Tequila fields” and entered the second largest city of Mexico: Guadalajara. Almost immediately after entering the outskirts we see lights flashing behind us and the police stops us. We had read about a police problem in Guadalajara and our hearts start racing. Shit. What now. I guess this is really a thing. We’re caught unprepared, our fake wallets are somewhere in the back, no idea what to say, dammed. The guy walks up to us, Erdem rolls down the window, and… a huge grinning face appears, quickly stuttering a few words in Spanish that sounded like “sorry I didn’t see your permit” and he left before we could even realize what happened. Erdem, who didn’t catch a single word, was completely perplexed. What the hack was that? Anyways. We’ll take it as a soft intro to the Mexican police…

We set camp at San Jose del Tajo RV park, and after our first rainy night, playing games and drinking wine, we took the 258 bus into the historical center the next morning. The ride was as fast and nerve wracking as the race-car-decorated bus promised.

Although the city center has some quite beautiful buildings we were mostly fascinated by the people — after three weeks in rural areas, and many days in empty campgrounds. There were tons of people, and lots of kids.

Guadalajara from Nonurbia on Vimeo.

We almost got lost on our way home, when the bus took a detour through a little town until we were the only ones left. After this unsettling experience, we found a strange comfort in the biggest supermarket we have ever seen (and that really means something having lived in the US for so long!).

Hasta la vista Guadalajara!

Ready for the drive to Guanajuato and San Miguel de Allende past fields full of happy cows and truckloads of not so happy pigs.

What a nice colorful detour Guanajuato was!

And finally San Miguel de Allende…

This is where all the travellers were hiding!

Germans, Swiss, Americans, and Brazilians with overlanding rigs in all colors and sizes!

There was even a rig from Lilliput, next to our new office.

What a lovely town. It’s hard to move on…