After only three nights I had to leave Ciudad de Mexico again. I tried to explore the city as good as I could in the limited time but I really want to come back here one day. The last two nights in CDMX I went out with Ruben. I first met him and his girlfriend in Durango. He took me to places a bit off the tourist hotspots.
My way from CDMX to Puebla was leading through the Parque National Iztaccihuatl – Popocatepetl. When I stopped for taking a picture of the spouting volcano I sensed that the street was moving. It felt wobbly. At this moment I didn’t knew yet about the earthquakes in Oaxaca not too far from here. Actually I thought it was normal volcanic behavior and maybe it was. Shortly after I found a beautiful and secure spot to camp at an altitude of 2800m. I enjoyed a beautiful sunset and went to bed early.
The next day I had to climb up the pass to 3700m. It took me a bit more than two hours to get there. On the way I was regularly overtaken by local cyclists who rode up the mountain as part of a pilgrimage as it seemed. They were accompanied by trucks and cars which stopped every second corner and supported the cyclists with water or picked them up if they were too exhausted. I saw several guys who were attempting the climb with single speed bikes. When they were moving they went faster than me, but they had to stop several times to recover and so I met them several times on the way up.
On my way down to Puebla I stopped in Cholula to visit the ruins of a giant pyramid and also watched a colorful and loud ceremony on the main plaza. It seemed to be a big festival but I don’t know what they actually celebrated. In Puebla itself I was only able to explore a little in the night. Next to the churches and colonial style buildings I saw already in other towns I was amazed by the amount of cafés in this town. I hope that’s a good sign for my journey south since my coffee experience so far is a bit mixed. Often they served me Nescafé (instant coffee) which the coffee lovers in Mexico call “No es café”.