Loreto to San Cosme //
It turned out that the honking extravaganza from last night was just the beginning. The actual party got underway around 2am. Mariachi music, turned up as loud as it could go, lasted for several hours. Those of us in pop-up campers with canvas walls weren’t getting a wink of sleep. By the time I got out of bed in the morning I could tell I was hardly the best version of myself and that the day ahead might be a struggle. When I stepped out of the camper, everyone but Josh (he was lucky enough to sleep through it all) had looks on their faces that matched mine. We were all in the same boat and ready to get the heck out of town.
Before getting back on the road we were eager to get breakfast at Dory Luz, a place that serves an incredibly delicious and fresh breakfast. We walk a few blocks down the road to find that they are closed. Several of the things we came to Loreto for didn’t pan out because they were closed and Darci and I agree that this is why we love going to places we’ve never been and doing things we’ve never done. There’s no way to have an expectation which tempers the possibility of disappointment. We return from the direction in which we came and grab a table at the first restaurant we see that is indeed open.
Today’s drive is through some magnificent terrain. We’re not on the highway for long before turning down a dirt road that weaves and winds its way down the mountain from 1200 feet in elevation all the way down to sea level. When we reach the base of the hill we can either turn right and head to a highly sought after beach or turn left and make our way to a lesser known, harder to reach area. We’re a group of adventure-seeking introverts, so of course we turn left. A very narrow track with steep grades delivers us to a small pull-off where the guys have to get creative to decide how to position the trucks. Once each truck is in position, it takes another 15-20 minutes to get each one level. I know how tired Mark is and that he has no interest in this task so I’m extremely grateful for the effort he puts out. If the truck isn’t level, we could very easily have another sleepless night.
After getting settled we are all more than ready to melt into our chairs. I’m not at all surprised when a bag of chips and mashed up avocado becomes our dinner. I am surprised, however, that I manage to keep my eyes open until the stars come out. But once they do, I take it as permission to crawl into bed. It’s 7pm.
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What a beautiful drive and an interesting campsite! I can see why being level is important. Love the picture of Hannah and the guys basking in the water!
I forgot to mention, that little pool was a natural hot spring just a short walk from our campsite.
Hey guys! I really like the sentence: “ There’s no way to have an expectation which tempers the possibility of disappointment.” This is so true!!! We try to tell multiple families about this same concept. They go to the same state park every year and are surprised when things aren’t as great as “used to be”. One of the many reasons we try to find new places for the majority of our travels all summed up in a single sentence – well done 😀
That is a mantra that we’ve lived by for a long time. I could probably write a book about it. Checking our expectations has been key to enjoying our travels no matter where we are or what we’re doing! Love that this resonated with you 🙂