Movin on south!

Howdy again, all!

So the flight went great to Tuxtla. The place was a hellhole, though...super hot, super humid, and dirty and noisy. As soon as I got out of the airport taxi at el zono central, a dood hustled me into a van bound for San Cristóbal, and I was there in 45 min. The road was narrow and winding, up thru the mountains of Chiapas. Very beautiful.

San Cristóbal was amazing, though. High mountain town, brightly colored, leftist politics, zapatista supporters everywhere, etc. Lots of other travelers. Rains like mad every afternoon between about 4pm and 5pm...When I got in, I walked a couple miles to the hostel, and wondered the whole way why the sidewalks were 1.5 feet above the cobbled roads...it´s because the rain comes down so hard the streets fill up half a foot deep, or more. Everything sort of shuts down, and if you´re outside, nobody cares if you camp out in their doorway for a bit. The rain was so loud it shut down conversation in the crowded café I was hanging out in.

I spent last night staying up late chatting with two Canadians, two Aussies, a Brit and a Mexican. Was good fun. Did a little more walking around, looking at the tent market of the indigenous Chiapans...then took off for Comítan. Comítan is okay, but just sort of bland. Nothing really going on here of any interest to a traveler. Tomorrow I shuffle off toward Guatemala.

:)

-Pax