When I leave Puebla it’s still more than 620km to Puerto Escondido and some mountains in between that I need to pass. I have calculated 6 days for this knowing that it will be a challenge. But since the past weeks were rather relaxing with a lot of rest days I‘m actually looking forward to it.
But the first day starts with a massive load of bad luck. At first my gps routes me via a strange path which also involves pushing my bike through something that looks and smells like a trash deposit. This actually results in several flats and slows me down for more than an hour. Later that day I also smash my phone while looking for direction and as it gets dark I feel that I have collected another flat. I’m frustrated and check for a hotel close by but all I understand from the locals is that I would have to cycle about five km in what I consider the wrong direction. So I actually decide to look for a quiet spot to camp close by and solve the puncture the next morning. While I’m rolling out of town with the last bit of air left in my tire I hear someone screaming to stop and come over. It’s the guy from the gas station. I pull over and ask him wether I can setup my tent at his place and he is more than happy to help me out. In return I have to drink some beers with him and share me