January 12 – 20, 2019.
We left Mexico City at first light. Just like when we were planning our drive into the city two weeks earlier we spent a few days before our departure studying our route – the shortest route – out of the city. Driving through any major Mexican city is a challenging – following map directions, hoping they match up with the visual reality and dealing with the millions of other drivers on the road, who although almost always are courteous, make up their own driving rules as they go along. We figured there would be less traffic so early in the morning, making our getaway easier and quicker and although we had our Mexico City tourist driving permit we didn’t want to risk getting lost like we did when we arrived and getting stopped by the cops. That police stop ended well after showing them our permit but avoiding police interactions is one of our top goals here in Mexico (and anywhere else).
Our exit was relatively smooth and totally successful. We were now free of any deadlines or obligations for a while – no friends to meet up with or timely events for several weeks. So we looked at the Mexico map that I had created over the summer and started to wander checking out whatever struck us – Pueblos Magicos and Ruins – staying as long as we liked and hitting the road again whenever the itch to move on started to tickle.