Xilitla --> Zacualtipán

Today was a hard one, guys: it took us 6 hours to go 100 miles. After traversing some of the worst roads I've ever been on, and always behind a Honda civic or VW bug that seemed to take no notice of the terrain, we got behind a dump truck that couldn't make it's way up the mountain through the mud. We sat for 20 minutes before it was our turn. El Chapulín worked her ass off slippin' and slidin' but she, and Ashwin, got us out of the mess with no scratches! It was another 3 hours of driving (at night, through fog, and on winding roads with sheer cliffs at every turn) before we made it here: a gas station hotel with this amazing street food vendor out front. She and her posse made us quesadillas with Oaxaca cheese and homemade corn tortillas...and were even crazy sweet enough to heat up a can of our pinto beans at their house next door! It was the most stressful day yet but look at the smile on this guy's face. He's in heaven.  (And so am I.)