Acapulco, Mexico
Acapulco… how to describe it? Big. Crowded. Hot. Dirty. Full of garbage. Expensive.
And home of one of the best sunsets I’ve ever seen.
Acapulco… how to describe it? Big. Crowded. Hot. Dirty. Full of garbage. Expensive.
And home of one of the best sunsets I’ve ever seen.
“I find I’m so excited that I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it’s the excitement only a free man can feel. A free man at a start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.”
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1,000 feet higher and an hour west of Morelia, lies the small town of Patzcuaro, one of only 100 Historic World Treasure Cities names by the United Nations. There is a lot to love about it
“Hola amigo, you want to go para-sailing?
Boat ride?
Horseback riding?
Snorkeling?
Jetski?”
No, gracias.
“No watersports today? How about some weeeeedddd? You wanna smoke?”
Morelia is the coolest place you’ve never been, begins my copy of Lonely Planet Mexico. By cool, I think they meant the temperature, because the evenings were frigid. Either that, or this specific Lonely Planet writer hasn’t ventured out much. It is a beautiful town with great architecture and good food, but it takes more than that to win a coolest place award