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Mexico City – trouble begins

spices on a market stall in Mexico City

There is no travel without trouble. Traveling in Mexico confirmed, what I had already known.
Also…
Maybe I’m a bat shit crazy, but I would do it all again.

In Mazunte – turtle sanctuary you can read about my first half of adventures in Mexico. All about the trip to Mazunte. It’s where the trouble’s begun. And it still wasn’t the end.

Where the real trouble begins

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So I made it to Puerto Escondido from Mazunte and to the bus station. What can go wrong, you ask? Let me elaborate… But from all I could come up with, I’ve never considered something so simple.

So I was on bus station two hours before the bus. I knew where I was going. I knew how the bus should be named and what color it is. Still, I used Wi-Fi and translated something for the man working there, so he could understand me. I asked about the bus. If everything is fine and so on. He just waved his hand.

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Later I asked, when it’s coming. The translation could have not been the best, but it was still in Spanish. He just said it’s at 6pm, which I knew. Nothing more. He failed to mention, that the bus which came, was different, as it was a few companies working together. It had completely different name on it.

So instead of red, the bus was green. There was no board with the destination and well, I might not understand Spanish, but I knew Puebla. No one said that the bus to Puebla is leaving soon. It would have been enough, if the said man pointed at the bus and said “Puebla”. He never did.

I was in trouble

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So far, I bet, you can already guess, what happened. It was past 6pm. So I was getting worried. I went again – there was a different man this time – and using translator, I asked where’s the bus. He told me, the bus has left a few minutes ago. Someone realized I speak English and asked me what happened and I explained. I was petrified.

The man helping me, went to the window with me and asked for another bus. I was angry and worried. The company could offer me a cheap ticket, but the next bus was on the next day in the afternoon. At this point I should have been already in Mexico City or nearby as my flight was around midnight.

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I would never make it on time. This is where I should finally mention my friend. He was in touch with me my whole stay in Mexico. Starting with translating the menu for me, telling me where to eat, where to go and helping me find a way to get where I need.

You never know who a friend is, until you get in trouble

Only thanks to him I could enjoy my stay there. And thanks to him I made it so far. So when I told him, what happened, he immediately tried to help me find a way to get to Mexico City. I’m very thankful for that. Even more, as I wasn’t expecting all this. Not that he’s bad person, but we weren’t that much of friends back on Mackinac Island. We just used to hang out with the same people.

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We tried to get me a ticket for a plane, but it was too late. He found a way. I had to catch a truck to Oaxaca and then a bus to Mexico City. He gave me hope. If I missed the flight to Canada, I would also miss my flight back to Poland. Or at least there’d be a lot of trouble.

I panicked just for a moment, but thankfully I wasn’t alone. There was someone out there trying to help me.

More lucky than smart

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In Poland, we have a saying: you are more lucky than your wits. Or something like that. Anyway, I think I’m one of those people. So far I wasn’t all that lucky, taking that I was still stuck in Puerto Escondido, but it could always be worse.

So I left the airport and started walking towards the road to Oaxaca. It’s gotten dark by this time. I had my travel backpack on my beck and smaller one on the front. I was wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, so it would be comfortable. Instead, it was just hot.

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On the way I got attacked by three small dogs. But they were quite vicious for the size. Getting bitten by the rats was the last thing I needed. So I tried to scare them with the smaller backpack which wasn’t easy. My moves were very limited. Now, I think it must have looked hilarious, but it wasn’t funny just then.

Unexpected help

I escaped the dogs. But I was even more stressed and nervous. Huffing and puffing. Sweaty as hell and red on the face after crying earlier. I was a total mess. And as I walked by the shops, someone called out to me.

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It was a bunch of men drinking outside the grocery. I was not very optimistic about this, so I tried to ignore them. One of them approached me, clearly concerned and asked if I need help. There was no lying. I needed help badly.

It was an Italian man in his 30s, living in Puerto Escondido for years. The owner of the shop. After hearing my story, he told me it’ll be fine. I was far from fine, but thanks to him I had hope.

A bus to Mexico City

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He told me, that outside the town, there was another bus station, and there should still be one more bus going to Mexico City. He found me a taxi and made sure I don’t have to pay more than needed. He also told the driver where to go.

Then he told me, I got him so stressed in just two minutes, that even his girlfriend can’t do that. It made me laugh. At this point it couldn’t get any worse. Even more, the situation was getting better. And the man was trying to cheer me up.

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I made it to bus station and didn’t pay that much just as promised. After a bit of trouble with communication, soon I found myself in the bus. The right bus and going to Mexico City. I was saved. And I even got a chance to see a bit of Mexico City before leaving.

Finally in Mexico City

It was a long night. I forgot my blanket for the backpack, so I was cold. Everything hurt and I was still tired. However, it didn’t matter. I made it to Mexico City. Oh boy, was I glad.

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With help from my friend I mentioned earlier, and some help from the lady on the subway, I made my way to the airport. I had around twelve hours before the flight, but I wasn’t really up for sightseeing. I didn’t shower in last 20 hours and I had all my belongings with me.

Did I mention I was tired? Good. I was. So I didn’t – at first understand – when my friend asked me where I was. I said I’m at the airport. I was sure, he just wanted to confirm I made it there. For sure, I did NOT expect him to come all the way from Puebla to Mexico City. But he did!

A bit of sightseeing

He really did it. He came to Mexico City. Kinda without a plan, but he picked me up from the airport with his car and took me for a little trip. It was a gesture I didn’t expect at all, and I really appreciate it. He said that he had wanted me to have some good memories after all that happened.

Square in Mexico City
christian church in Mexico City

Apparently next to each square, there is at least one church. It’s interesting. Apart from church, we went to the museum of Frida Kahlo. Then to the local market, where he treated me to a drink and some local sweets. I also got a chance to buy some sweets for my friends back home.

Museum of Frida Kahlo in Mexico City
Museum of Frida Kahlo in Mexico City
spices on a market stall in Mexico City
Candy made from Tamarind fruit, Mexico City

This is some kind of sweets made from tamarind fruit. It was sour. And on the market you could also buy fried or backed – I’m not sure – bugs. Yes. You see just fine. Bugs.

Cooked bugs to eat. Mexico City

My camera and phones were dead, so I don’t have too many pictures. Only one more. So, after sightseeing a bit, we went for a beer and got ourselves a snack. But it wasn’t just a regular snack. It was backed bugs with guacamole and some spicy stripes.

Snacky snack

I had no idea what he ordered, and so I had no idea, I’m supposed to try this. We took a whole video of me attempting to even try this “food”. Sadly, we had trouble with sending it from one phone to another, not to mention uploading it here. But I at least have a photo.

Bugs with Guacamole as a snack in a pub. Mexico City

And yes, I did try it. It was crunchy and didn’t taste bad, especially with guacamole. The problem was my brain. My brain knew the truth. Mere idea of eating bugs was very disturbing for me, so I didn’t manage to eat much. But I’m glad I tried it.

This travel blog was created to show you the world like it is. My only goal is to take you on an amazing adventure to different places all around the world. And to show you everyday life, everyday struggles and everyday happiness of people living in those places. I’m taking you on a journey to see the world. To feel it. Because life is not just about power and money. After all it’s all about what we feel.

At this point I only wanna say: thank you so much, Hector!

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