Tepic, Nayarit
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Agave, the Tequila plant
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| I don't know it's real name. I call it a "Dr. Seuss Tree" |
05/04/24 – 13/04/24
I am writing this on Cinco de Mayo, May 5th.
The trip to Tepic was actually a month ago, but I was sick for a couple of
weeks after my return and it has taken me this long to get back to writing.
Originally, I had planned to go to Tepic on the last week in
March, but I had to delay it until the week after Easter. I was going to visit
Victor Youcha, a friend of Don’s that I had met down here, and Maria and Jesus,
2 of my former employees who lived a couple hours north of Tepic. Unfortunately,
Maria’s mother got sick and had to go to the hospital, and I wasn’t able to
spend any time with her and Jesus, because I had already bought my bus tickets
and couldn’t change them at that late date.
The bus going to and from Tepic were overnighters; a 14 hour
trip each way. On the way out, we got stuck for 2½ hours waiting for an
accident to clear; no an auspicious start. The bus was quite comfy and I had
brought a pillow, but I still wasn’t able to sleep much that night. In the
morning, the mountain views were beautiful and I could see a lot of spikey
plants being cultivated on the slopes. I later found out that these were agave,
which would be made into tequila.
When I got to Tepic, Victor picked me up at the bus station
and we went to his house and relaxed for a bit before going to dinner at a
vegan buffet with his lovely wife, Diana. She doesn’t speak much English and my
Spanish is still pretty basic, so Victor translated for us most of the time.
The food was tasty and affordable and I enjoyed the ritual of dining out with
friends. During the meal, Diana suggested that I stay with them instead of
staying at the hostel; I gladly accepted, as it would save me several hundred
bucks.
That was the beginning of an enjoyable week in Tepic. Victor
introduced me to his circle of gringo expats who were very welcoming. They extolled
the virtues of living in Tepic and put a strong hustle on getting me to move
there. We had a pleasant breakfast on morning and I was taken to the house of
Cuyler, which was beautiful and huge, right in el Centro. He suggested
that the place across the street from him would be up for rent soon and that I
might like it. He later found out that it wouldn’t be appropriate for me nor in
my price range.
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| At the top of Tres Cruces hill |
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| Victor & Diana |
During my time there, I spent a lot of time playing music
with Victor, walking up the hill there (Tres Cruces, I believe), going
to the beach one hour away, and sampling food at several eateries in town. Most
of our meals were eaten at Victor and Diana’s house, eating gluten free vegetarian
meals that were delicious. We went to the game store which is run by Diana’s
sons and played a game one night. Also, Victor did some chiropractic work on me
that actually seemed to help my bad shoulder and gave me some exercises to do
to straighten out my hunched over posture.
I did a lot of walking over the course of the week and
learned a lot more about the area. Tepic, the capital city of Nayarit, is much
larger than Atlixco, and it is surrounded by mountains, making for beautiful
vistas everywhere you look. Out side of el Centro, it is quite hilly
which makes for interesting walks. It felt like it was quite a bit more humid
than Atlixco, and about 5 degrees warmer while I was there. I could live there,
but I would like to check out some more areas before I make my final decision.
When it was time to go, Victor took me to the bus station
and told me he would look for places that I could live. The trip home was
uneventful, but, as I wrote earlier, I came down with one hell of a cold when I
got home. I was pretty much out of it for 2 weeks, although I only missed one
day of work. Even now, almost a month later, I am still a bit congested in the
chest and coughing up some phlegm. I am starting to do more walking again and I
hope to be back to where I was last month very soon.
Hasta luego.
Dear Patrick, any further reports planned? I'm in the midst of a busy time preparing for my conference the first weekend in August, but after that I hope to get in touch with you again. And it's been a while since you've told us more about your Mexican adventure.
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