Eats – Breakfast, 8:33 AM
Name: Hotel restaurant Cost:210mx
Notes: They had a good breakfast menu and I was tempted to go with pancakes, but instead opted for the better protein in Eggs & ham. Bill ordered one of his favourites, huevos divorciados, we both had coffee, orange juice
Gas stop, 9:30 AM
We gassed up before leaving town but were on the road by 9:30am. This is a bit late for our liking, but many restaurants don’t open until 8:00am.
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Gas stop, 12:30 PM
Notes: Its hard to tell if it is cloudy, or smoggy or both. We have been driving among low mountains, but you wouldn’t know it because you can’t see them until you are right up to them. My eyes are burning and both of us have ‘frogs’ in our throats. At least it is not too hot.
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Accommodations, 2:35 PM
Weather: smoggy?, foggy?
Name: Hotel Lampazos Cost:600mx
Notes: We wanted to stop not too far from the border so that tomorrow it will be a short trip to the border and across. There really aren’t many choices since the towns are few and far between, and many of them don’t seem to have much in the way of hotels, at least none we could find on Google. We settled on this little town called Lampazos de Naranjo.
Hotel Lampozos has a pool and the owner assured us it would be ready to swim in. Well, when we first got there it most certainly wasn’t , being full of leaves and sticks and green algae on the bottom. However, after we came back from exploring the town, he was busy doing the cleaning. When he was done we went for a nice swim and so did the owner’s kids.
Our room was big but pretty empty. A bed but not much else other than a noisy airconditioner – which we gratefully used. Our gear had to live on the floor.
Eats-Lunch, 3:09 PM
Name: Restaurant Centro Cost:150mx
Notes: Wow, there really isn’t much going on in this little town.
Everywhere we’ve been in Mexico, small towns are like busy bee hives, teeming with people, selling things, buying things, cleaning streets, building houses, going to and fro from work to home and so on. But not this town. It’s like a ghost town. Mostly we have seen a few moms with their children but very few men. Granted, they would be at work at this hour, but honestly, where would they be working? The best we could figure is that they work in the USA and commute, maybe once a week. We could only find two restaurants that were open, or even in existence. One was a pizza place and we didn’t feel like having that. The other was a Mexican restaurant. It was open, but there was nobody but us eating at this hour. Still the dueña assured us that we could have food. I chose a hamburger – bad choice, but it was food. Bill had better luck with the chile rellenos. I drank water, Bill had a coke.
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Eats – dinner, 9:58 PM
Notes: We wandered around in the evening, looking for where they had their taco stands. We did finally find some and sat down for a Dinner of quesadillas, tacos, water, and coke. On the way back to our hotel we stopped in a store and bought a beer and a water 45mx, icecream 70mx and a milk 17mx
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