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Old 12-10-2012, 01:48 PM   #82
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12/04/2012 D 43

When I arrived in Veracruz, I had been arguing with the voice in my helmet. It wants to know what I am doing and I could not answer with satisfactory manner. At this moment of the trip, I am having such an identity crisis.

I had to admit after traveling so far, I realized that I have no idea what I am doing. That is a very scary thought thousands miles away from home.

So after leaving Veracruz, I decided to do what I can do best; enjoy the ride and be in mercy of natives.

The ride out of Veracruz was bit confusing and I took the wrong turn, found myself enroute to Oxaca. instead of Yucatan. So I went to Oxaca.

On the way I met group of native bikers following a truck. So I followed them.



When they stop, I stop and we talk.



They tell me they are going to Juquila. After moment I learn they are pilgrims going to the town of Juquila.





Trust me, going through the mountain with small cc local bikes is not a easy task.

That afternoon I made wise decision to quit early and found a wonderful spot at Yetla.



They have a beautiful facility run by the native community.





At Yetla, I encounter another sign about Juquila and the virgin.






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