Day 86 ? Uncovering Acapulco - 0.00 km
After waking up nice and late the first point on my agenda was to see the Fort of San Diego. A short walk later I managed to get to the fort fortunately without getting lost in the maze that is Acapulco. In the fort there is now a very neat museum, which to my great surprise I managed to get into free! Luckily I thought ahead of time to bring my trusty student card with me, which has already gotten me discounts several times. This fort was built by the Spanish in order to protect their galleons arriving from the far east from looting pirates. It proved to be a very interesting and worthwhile attraction.
My next stop was the likewise nationally recognized mask museum, which exhibits masks from all over the world. Fortunately admission was free, as it really wasn't all that interesting. It was contained in a single small building in five medium sized rooms. I admit, there was an impressive collection of various masks, but I guess that masks simply aren't that exciting to me.
The next stop on my agenda was to see the famous cliff divers of Acapulco. If anyone thinks that I'm crazy, they should see these guys. First they free climb up a cliff that is one hundred feet high. Next they wait for a wave so that the water level is slightly higher and then jump off it right into the ocean. I must say that these guys are truly nuts. I may be adventurous, but I don't think I'll be trying that anytime soon!
Being as I had much time to spare I decided to check out the new section of Acapulco. High rise hotels, bars, nightclubs, large shopping malls, and American franchises. It reminded me very much of southern California. However, for some reason I seemed to enjoy this part of Acapulco much more than the old town. The old town here simply isn't as enchanting as it is in other cities such as Mazatlan and Puerto Vallarta. Once again I managed to find a Starbucks here, which as hard as I tried to resist I could not. So good was that frappuchino. The beaches in this part of town are also much nicer with clear water and no garbage. I actually wouldn't be afraid to go swimming here and die of poisoning by bacteria.
I have also discovered a local beverage here called a 'razpado'. This is basically shaved iced (they literally shave it off a huge ice block right before you) with a bit of water as well as flavor from natural fruit. I guess that means that it's basically a natural slushie. Either way, these things are deadly refreshing and taste fantastic!
To make it back to the old town I decided to take a local bus as opposed to walking another six kilometers. The bus system here in Acapulco is surprisingly efficient. Buses do not run on a set schedule, but you can spot one roughly once every minute or two. As always there aren't really designated bus stops; you have to simply wave the bus down in order to get it to stop. Getting off works in a similar fashion; you have to yell to the bus driver that you'd like to get off at this particular spot. Almost all the buses are 'tricked out' as I like to call it. They sport various decorations and decals and of course blast some bumping tunes. I even saw one bus today which had spinners on it! It was the best 50 cents I have ever spent on a bus ride.
Day 87 ? Where Death Lurks Around Every Corner - 150.47 km
The road out of Acapulco was an adventure of it's own. Navigating the city streets proved to be most difficult as they are terribly disorganized, don't have any signs as to indicate what they are, and are almost all one ways. My guidebook for some reason does not seem to indicate which way these one way roads go, which does not make my life any easier. After finally making it to the main road near the coast I worried less about navigation and more about being plowed down by a bus or taxi. If you think bicycling in a large city in the United States or Canada is bad, it's nothing compared to this. Here death lurks around every corner!
Finally out of Acapulco I proceeded to Acapulco Diamante, which is an area of very upscale resorts located on the other side of Acapulco. Much easier than it sounds. The road up here proved to involve an absolutely terrible, horrific, and potentially deadly uphill. It was bad, very bad. I still find it quite funny that some Californians told me that Mexico isn't very mountainous and I don't have to worry about having lower bicycle gearing. Thankful I didn't take their advise or else I would be dying just like I was in British Columbia.
The downhill led me into another resort town by the name of Pichilinque, and yet more resorts. To my great shock there was actually a bicycle path near the road for roughly five kilometers. Granted that sections of it weren't exactly ridable due to damage it was still a great relief. I thought I would die before seeing one of these in Mexico!
The rest of the road proved to be once again very dull. The road looked absolutely identical to the several days it did before Acapulco. Rolling greens hills running through a jungle with an occasional climb here and there. The road occasionally passes through small towns or villages in which there is nothing of interest. This is unfortunately really beginning to bore me. I am currently staying in a small motel not far from the town of Marquelia where I managed to get a room for a only $10. Although the room isn't the greatest thing in the world, it's about four times as large as the room I had yesterday and offers quite a nice view.