That’s right bitches, I built a door, cause that’s what you do when in Mexico. Actually, one of the 1st things I asked my friends when I finally arrived after weeks of telling them I was on my way, was what work needed to be done, as I like a little manual labor now and then, and sitting in hotels was making me soft.
With my GPS set to avoid highways and major roads, we took of from Ajijic headed for Aguascalientes. The road followed the lake and turned rough somewhere past Mezcala. It was full of locals walking around, and being a small road I was constantly stuck behind other cars. It was a pretty sweet road, but I eventually turned around after a few more towns with the road getting smaller and smaller, leaving me unsure it would continue around the lake and I wanted to get to Augascalientes that day. Now looking at google maps I am sure I could have continued on, and regret turning back, but the maps.me app has led me down the wrong path before.
Churro and I were headed to Lago Chapala, AKA Gringolandia, an area I have not previously explored since it is Mexicos epicenter of gringos, full of Americans and Canadians. I figured like Sayulita, covid times would make the towns of Chapala and Ajijic tolerable for me.
