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My brief stay in Patzcuaro, in the state of Michoacan on my way back to Guadalajara was a pilgrimage of sorts.  I had already been there twice on school trips.  One evening during my last visit about 9 years ago, we were served sopa tarasca (Tarascan soup).  This delicious bean and tomato based broth is served with crunchy tortilla strips and topped with sour cream and fresh cheese.  This simple dish had an awakening effect, changing my undecided feelings toward Mexico into something profound.  You could say that evening I realized that I loved this country, especially the small towns with their little squares, cobblestone streets, and majestic cathedrals.  This is the colonial Mexico that I had a hard time finding when I first crossed the border, where I only encountered grimy young highway towns that had little soul.

As juniors in highschool, we were allowed to explore the town in the evening unsupervised.  As an adolescent, the feeling of independence was huge, despite the fact that we had to be back before curfew.  I wanted to go back and see the town again, and of course find some sopa tarasca, which I did, and which was as delicious as I remembered it.

[Continue reading for more photos.  Click here to see the whole Patzcuaro flickr album]

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After two and a half weeks in Mexico City, I am making my way back to Guadalajara on bus.  I’ve decided to break the trip up, and will be getting as far as Morelia and then Patzcuaro today, and then the rest of the way on Tuesday.

Aside from vendors and beggars, Mexico City’s underground Metro train also has its share of creative performers looking for some spare change. In the past few days I witnessed some singing, a clown, a comedy routine, and today on my way to the bus terminal, a young man walking on shards of glass…

As and aside, I am writing this from the bus that is taking me from Mexico City to Morelia, which offers WiFi internet on board.  How the world is changing!

[Naucalpan is but one of the many smaller city entities in the state of Mexico that makes up the metropolitan area of Mexico City.  The capital of Mexico is the Distrito Federal, much like Washington DC is the capital of the USA.  The state of Mexico borders most of the Federal District.]

I last updated over two weeks ago (sorry!) from Guadalajara.  After a bus ride into Mexico City, I spent Christmas with my friends the Petersons.  The next day I met up with my friend Karla, who I’ve known since grade school and then in Chicago.  I accompanied her and her family for a few days in the coastal state of Veracruz.  We returned to Mexico City in time for New Years.  Starting on New Year’s eve, the next 48 hours were a continuous celebration as relatives came to visit and eat.  Karla’s family has been very welcoming and I have enjoyed participating in all the holiday festivities.

I’ve worked on getting photos from my last few days in Arizona and then Sonora, the first state I crossed in Mexico.  I have plenty more photos from Mexico to sort through but in the meantime here is a sample of sights so far:

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Just rolled into Guadalajara, Jalisco, a few hours ago.  It was a long day, I usually spend no more than 4 or 5 hours pedaling, today was 8 hours on the bike up and down the mountains, and entering into the largest city so far on my trip.

The past few days have felt a little rushed, squeezing so many miles in has meant too much time on the bike and very little to get to know the placed I’ve passed through.  But I wanted to get to Guadalajara as soon as I could as  I’ll be taking a bus into Mexico City for Christmas which is only a few days away, and I needed to get to a place where I could leave my bike for a week or two.  I’m looking forward to being back in Mexico City and seeing friends.

While in Mazatlan (eating fresh fish probably) I was looking at a map when I realized had crossed the Tropic of Cancer just the day before.  Either there was no sign on the highway or I missed it, so no picture.  Oh well, on to the equator!

NAY stands for Nayarit, which is the 3rd state of Mexico on this trip so far.  Up until now I’ve mostly been at sea level, though tomorrow I am headed to Tepic, at about 3,000 feet.  I’ve done little climbing the past month and a half, so it will be a little challenging.

I ran into a cyclist yesterday, Nelson from Portugal.  He started in New Jersey about 5 months ago.  It has been good to have some company, the last time I cycled with someone was in Arizona over a month and a half ago.

From here I plan on going to Guadalajara and from there figuring out where to go for the Christmas and New Years.