Next stop after Mexico City was, predictably, my dear Oaxaca. I got a bus from Mexico City and it took 6.5 hours. It is also possible to get a flight for around 40 minutes, which I did last time. However, having done three big 24 hour bus journeys around Latin America, 6.5 hours on a bus is nothing and I thought it would be a better way of me being able to see more of Mexico. This was a stupid idea though as I am back on the Mexican travel sickness pills which means that I literally pass out for the whole journey half an hour after taking one. Those of you who travelled round Latin America with me will remember this, so I did in fact see very little of the bits in between Mexico City and Oaxaca! The ADO buses in Mexico are easy, efficient and clean and it really makes getting around the country by bus very easy – if not just a reminder of the sheer scale of Mexico. Continue reading
As my regular readers know, it is Mexico that I credit with giving me back my passion for travel, my joie de vivre. After a pretty intense travelling year (in a good way – 9 countries in 2014 and counting) I have been itching to return for months and held out for as long as I could (6 months) before I booked a return trip. This time, my plan was to fly solo – no group tours or organised activities in advance. I would just show up, practice mi español, return to the places I love and see if I can catch up with the few people I know – with a bit more spontaneity thrown in for good measure.
The first stop was Mexico City (Ciudad de Mexico/DF). I always forget how long it takes to get out of the airport until I am trying to get out of the airport. The advice on getting around Mexico is to avoid street taxis but opt for an organised car service or get your hotel to book you a taxi. At the airport, it is pretty easy as there are numerous authorised taxi stands so you just pick one, get a quote, pay the fare and then go and queue at one of the gates (puertos). This sounds straight forward but there are different queues, numerous companies and it all seems to take forever. By the time I got to my hotel, it was 10pm and as I was also blessed with a lovely cold and chest infection to accompany me on my trip (I ALWAYS get ill on my days off – I clearly work too hard), I was ready for bed. Continue reading