Ok, I made it back to Nashville in one piece so its about time I continue my story. After an uneventful trip from the border to Monterey we drove all around town checking out the scenes, the people, and the wet roads with poor drainage. That took us about 2 hours and then started looking for food. We found this little hole in the wall restaurant on some random street and decided to stop. It was on the corner of some small road and another small back road and had enough chairs to fit the five of us and maybe one other couple. At any rate, Pablo ordered a pile of food and we feasted. There was a bean soup, that had meat and what appeared to be pork skin, though I’m not exactly sure, tacos, taquitos, and countless other things that I don’t remember. We all ate till we were completely satisfied and then they wanted to know if we wanted coffee. Barbara wanted some and asked if they had any “pan dulces” or sweet breads. They are much like donuts, but less sugar and more dough. There is no good reason why they might have any at all, since it was a dinner shop and they are usually made in the morning, but something that absolutely blew my mind happened next. The guy said that he did not have any, and he wasn’t sure if the store was open but he would go check. The owner then proceeded to rather swiftly leave his store (his wife was still there) and go try to buy us pan dulce. He came back successful and gave us the bread and coffee. The coffee was amazing. Usually I don’t like coffee that much, but this was so flavorful and tasty. It was time to pay up and so we asked for the check. Would you believe that the guy went though all that trouble on top of giving us piles of food, and the bill for all five of us to eat was 22 US dollars? This absolutely blew my freaking mind. The guy ran out of his store to go get us food, on top of the drinks and piles of food, and it only cost us 22 dollars. I need to move to Mexico. With full bellies, we began looking for a hotel. This took us another 1-2 hours. It’s amazing how hard it is to find a hotel in such a large city. We were looking for a cheap local place, but ended up stumbling on a days inn that was only 60 US dollars per night and decided that considering its location it was good enough.

I am going to stop here again. I’ll post more of my story tomorrow. Good night.