Oh Mexico, you erratic and wonderfully savage rudder

We've now ridden the whole whip. Scribbled the length of the southern fin. Rolled our tread across the gilded face of our latin neighbor's outback. Yes... We've ran the gauntlet on the bottleneck and have found ourselves gaping at a turquoise ocean! It seems a lifetime now that we have crammed into this last 6 months in Mexico. The faces of so many friendly people and the labyrinth of dirt and paved byways. The memories are as vivid in my brain as the smell of this coffee next to me. If only I could expel onto this keyboard some of the beauty, adventure, friends and experiences we have met here. In a country under so much speculation and a place we were warned so strongly against. I really have nothing negative to mutter, no piss to moan, no bitch to pitch on the band wagon of nay say-ers. Yes there is corruption, pollution, crime and poverty, but what country doesn't have that?
As for Mexico, all in all... As we pedaled through her, stumbling in our learning and understanding of the language, cultures and landscape. Never once were we shunned from the bosom or rarely shown anything but kindness and hospitality. We got stared and laughed at a lot but thats cuz we look goofy and talk funny.
I wrote this mainly for a few reasons: 1)We both really enjoyed Mexico 2) We are at the bottom of it. 3) To put in my 3 pesos for all the cyclist wondering if they should or if it means instant death CYCLING BIKING BICYCLING MEXICO
I think you know how we feel? hint: sandy, greasy, dirty, firm in the tush, tan, happy