WELCOME TO THE BIG CITY: GUADALAJARA Arriving at the new bus station in Guadalajara after the laundry fiasco in Barra de Navidad, we jumped in a cab and headed to the fancy hostel I had stayed in when I spent…
Mexican Memories Part I – Sayulita to Barra De Navidad
Guest post by Jonathan BaggsMemories from our 2018 trip through Mexico Bus Adventures After a fun first stop in Sayulita, Marieke, Steph and I got on a morning bus to the Puerto Vallarta bus station, where we’d catch another bus…
Sun and a Secret Beach in Sayulita
After escaping the freezing cold of Canada, Jon and I had arranged to meet Steph in Sayulita, a small coastal town an hour north of Puerto Vallarta. Steph’s sister had warned her that it might not be our idea of…
Balancing Settling Down with the Urge to Travel
Perhaps some of you have been wondering why Borderline Crazy was missing 50% of its crazy, aka, myself, in this travel season’s contributions to the blog. In the past year I experienced a considerable change in my life when I…
The San Blas Social Club
After a rather uneventful New Year’s Eve at the Mexico City airport, I boarded a flight to Guadalajara. After landing, I decided to save the cab fare and take a bus to the central bus station, which was pretty close…
New Year’s Eve at Cinnabon
Our last day in Mazunte was New Years Eve. I’m not quite sure how it happens (actually, I blame my sister Cheryl for booking inconvenient flights), but somehow I always seem to be in transit. Last year Marieke and I…
Mazunte, a straighter version of Zipolite, on the Oaxacan Coast
Elusive tickets secured, we took a 20 seater Sprinter van to the coast, a very winding route that lasted just over 6 hours, pretty much right on schedule. We even got one washroom break! Cheryl took a gravel, which was…
The Lost Station of Atlantis
Besides food, the main task of Oaxaca was to get our transportation sorted for our departure on Dec. 27, as we were worried we might not be able to get a ticket to the coast, our next destination. Our bus…
Christmas in Oaxaca City
After about a 5 hour bus ride, we arrived in Oaxaca City just after dark, and wandered down to our guesthouse which was only about a 10 minute walk away from the bus station. Like all the bookings we had…
Puebla Part II: A magic bus to a magic town: Atlisco
The other piece of advice our walking tour guide/man practicing his English and his fitness (apparently he was avidly training for a triathalon, which explained the two and a half hours of walking), was to check out Atlisco, a…