Early start to beat the heat , beautiful road , not too much traffic, stomach holding out and only a bit of discomfort seated nothing could stop me reaching Cosamaloapan now.
I was busy cursing myself that I would have to pay a toll as I aproached Tuxtla Guttierez but I needn<t have worried.
The road was closed and speaking to the locals was informed that the last time it was closed for three days. After about an hour and without being any the wiser I headed back to the nearest town St Cristobal de las Casas.
Ensconced in a good (cheap) hotel with secure parking I set off to find someone to do some repairs to my rattly brake disc. Such is the beauty of motorcycle travel that the Honda garage offered to do the work the next morning so that I could be on my way.
After a visit to the farmacy to get something to allow me to sit more comfortably I headed back to the hotel to enquire about decent restaurants. I dont know why I decided I knew better but I spent the whole night paying for it. I was now blessed with all three of the unholy trinity of travelling......blocked passage , piles and diarroea.
About 4 in the morning I started to take immodium but it was a full 24 hours before I could leave the room.
As it turned out the town is very nice with a lot of charm ( and tourists ). Why is it that Hippys in the quest of being different , all look the same.?
Three days later Im ready to leave.
