We heard San Cristobal was a pretty
town with a lot to see, so we had booked two nights in advance before
arrival. We woke up late this morning since we knew we had a full day
to see everything we wanted, ate a breakfast of toast, jam, fruit and
coffee, and headed out to explore the town. There was a 10k race
going on around the town, so we sat to watch participants coming into
the town square for it bit. It is interesting to see how many locals
can afford to buy completely overpriced running clothes, camel backs,
and other sorts of running gear in a country so “poor”. What a
great feeling to see how large the upper class actually is. We
weren't interested in seeing any of the museums around the town which
are supposed to be great tourist attractions, and we had already gone
to Sumidero Canyon which is the main day trip out of San Cristobal,
so we walked around town and took pictures, bought some lunch and
went back to our hostel to eat, went back out for another walk,
watched a show going on in the town square, ate some local bread
pastries and street mango's for dinner, and spent the rest of the
night at our hostel. We started a campfire at the hostels fire pit
and spend the night talking with an American guy and two German guys
who were traveling along the same path as we were. We swapped stories
and discussed traveling for the rest of the night. The American guy
actually had an interesting story: he had just finalized his divorce
a few months earlier but was currently on a trip he had planned with
his wife a while before. They had already paid for the trip and then
after got a divorce. So, they were actually on the same trip at the
same time just two weeks apart from one another. She was two weeks
behind him but trying to catch up with him. He was trying to avoid
her since I gain she was probably the cause of the divorce. After a
few drinks together, we made it to bed around 12:30-1a.
While San Cristobal is a pretty town, it turns out there wasnt as much to do as we thought and we were looking forward to heading out the next morning.
One of the best things about being in Mexico...
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