Puerto, Pt. 1

We took the last camioneta out of Oaxaca, at 11.30 p.m. We were all prepared for a long, windy ride, but somehow we didn't realise just how bad it would be until one of the other passengers put a bag of chapulínes in the back and Ashley complained that it smelled like gerbil food.

Like I said, that was just the beginning.

The road to Puerto Escondido winds through the mountains for seven to nine hours, during which it will most likely rain at some point (especially at night) as you are trying to traverse very narrow roads full of rocks at 70 mph. Not to mention the fact that there are topes (speed bumps) every time you pass through a pueblo, apparently to stop you from hitting people/animals? I don't know exactly. All I know is that about half an hour in to our journey, we had all started to settle in, trying to find a comfortable way to sleep, when our driver went way to fast over a tope and we all bounced at least a foot into the air.

It turned out our driver was crazy, because he let the guy who brought the chapulínes drive through the mountains, and he was driving entirely too fast with a fogged up windshield, and Melissa kept yelling at him and almost lost her shit.

Anyway, after nine grueling hours (I probably shouldn't complain because I was asleep for most of them, punctuated by waking up randomly and saying things in Spanish to Melissa) we finally got to Puerto Escondido and found a hotel (yes, we left having no idea where we were going to stay--we are so cool and spontaneous!) and everything was peachy. We got a ghetto cabaña with a toilet, shower head, and sink for a bathroom and mosquito nets for $8 each per night.

And then we went to the beach.

Open up your plans and then you're free, originally uploaded by sappycoldplaywhore.

Totally worth it.