You could just call this a travel blog. I'm taking you to Mexico. To Cuetzalan in Puebla state. The village is high in the mountains, about five hours' drive from Mexico City. Here people walk in traditional clothes and there is hardly any tourism. At most some from Puebla. Because, yeah, who's gonna drive five hours now? But that this village has everything it takes to become a hotspot I tell you here.


Cuetzalan in al haar glorie als de zon schijnt

Cuetzalan

Cuetzalan is een zogenoemde Pueblo Mágico. A magical village. It's raining here almost always. That might scare away a bit, but it's her charm. Sometimes the village is completely in the clouds and you can look out for less than five meters. Then gallons of water thunder down the stairs. Ten minutes later, the cloud disappears again and you see the green mountains in the background again in all their splendor. The houses are painted red and white to emphasize the magical character, the streets are fabulously beautiful. Narrow, style up or down, nicely paved and full of typical Mexican activity. The views are to feast. Outside the village, nature is miraculous. The literal rainforest, with countless fantastic waterfalls and plenty of greenery. From now on, there will be a personal travel report. As it goes in Mexico: Tania knew through a lady who works at an ecological campsite and was able to reserve a spot via WhatsApp. A prize was made: two nights in a tent surrounded by nature, a visit to five waterfalls and three zipline. As I said, it's a tour of more than five hours and the last one and a half hours you go across miserable roads and u-curves. Disgusting: the roads are full of burrows, holes that cause a lot of damage to an average car. We have an average car and so it is slalommen. No easy journey when it rains.

Disquent

Prices here are Mexican low. I ate a steak for three euros. Beers are not yet euro, well, that kind of price. After eating in the village, the adventure really starts: to that campsite. Was I just talking about bad roads? Those were particularly luxurious compared to this. Narrow, with almost extreme elevations, undoable u-bends and straight through nature. Both Google Maps and Waze are vague. We spoke to passers-by, who are very friendly to speak to us. Another thing: what kind people live here. But exactly they didn't know. Well, that 'that and that road' with our Mazda was not to do. Time was ticking, we wanted to be there before dark. But the locations that the two navigation apps gave (different!) : nothing to find. And it got scary and scarier. Tania started to panic. ,, Here sits plenty of Narcos. I don't want to drive around here in the dark,” she said. We decided to take the certainty of the uncertain and go back to the village. Not a rainforest night, but a hotel.


In the evening it rained in Cuetzalan, which gave this waterfall

The owner Rosio turned out to be a real mother. Terrified of Covid-19, but at the same time extremely caring and loving. She asked me what the situation was like in the Netherlands. Probably not necessarily out of interest, but more to know what she brought in. The hotel was clean, fine, but: a hotel. With an amazing view of the church, but, it's guessing, sometimes not even when there was a cloud again.

Guidebook

The next day we had ordered those five waterfalls and three ziplines. Ismael, our 23-year-old guide, picked us up. Rosio questioned him extensively about his intentions, wanted to have his number and personal details, as protection. 'Cause yeah, she left her guests to this guy anyway.. He laughed sheep and said yes to everything. He had never experienced it so hard.

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