Washing up for lunch here involves dipping your hand in the 55 gallon drum that catches rainwater off the roof. Need to potty and don't forget to dip your pail into the barrel to get the water you will need to pour into the toilet to flush it. (No water

It simply doesn't get more surreal than this. I am now so happy that I have someone to share it with, Suzanne, who has passionately sought after it as well once he heard of my accidental encounter back in 2008 on the slow route to Granada.

I wish I could spend a few months in this quaint restaurant here on the top of the Oaxaca mountains. We have to take what we get, however, and thus soak up all we can watching the prepare tacos on a oil drum lid and spin fresh Oaxaca chocolate mixed with

Our infamous ride up and down the mountain, the combi "Eclipse". We shave a full 4 hours off the commercial bus line that wouldn't dream of taking passengers down this road and instead jaunt off around the mountain via Salina Cruz. Boe-ring!!!

God, I loved this place!