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A glimpse into our travel style at Slow Car Fast House.

Several folks have emailed questions regarding our routine.  Here is a quick explanation and photo collection that will share some info about our travel style at http://www.slowcarfasthouse.com  If you are enjoying these posts, send a quick note or hit reply.  It really encourages me to keep them coming, when I hear from you.

Where are you?

We are in the Northern part of Mexico. We have been in the states of Sonora and Chihuahua. We are traveling along smaller highways, through towns and villages.

Where we have been on this beta-test voyage!

What does a day look like?

Our day’s activities vary between driving and looking around. We begin at about 6:24AM, because that is when the dogs decide it is time to wake up. We make a pot of coffee on the stove in the van, using a Moka Express. Then roll the bedding away and set up for highway time. Sometimes Geneva makes breakfast of oats, fruit and yogurt;

Making fresh limeade to drink while on the road. Limes, water, a little bit of sugar and we are ready to go for the day!
Fruit basket that hangs in van. Typically cut up into oats/yogurt/nuts mixture for breakfast.

Sometimes we have fresh tamales or stop at a panaderia and grab sweet breads or fruit filled empanadas. We also make a jar of limeade or jamaica to drink while we drive. Then we program the GPS and take off.

 

 

Coffee maker and cutting board.
Stove with fresh tamales waiting for breakfast!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Driving is generally at a much slower pace than US travel. The roads are not in good condition. There are cows and horses at random locations and the other vehicles on the road are either driving slowly and aging gracefully, or racing in the Paris-Dakar and missed the start time. All of this lends to attention and caution while driving.

We also see a lot of interesting stuff on the road. Some of it is alive, and some is not. We spotted a ringtail cat (road kill) and a huge, black, King snake (slithering). We also saw a very small, baby horse that may have just been delivered on the pavement not long before we got there.  And of course, many horses, cows, dogs, cats and schoolchildren.   We also saw these:

A bull with a yoke. It is a carved, knotty tree branch that has a rope around the lower legs to keep it on there.
A snake that was crossing the road. Unfortunately it was going to slow and the curve was too sharp. Snake lost- Alta won.
Crossing the road- survived.

 

 

 

 

 

 

While we are driving we stop occasionally to look at villages or get gas. We even met some other travelers at one stop.  They were on dirt bikes and headed from Los Angeles to Costa Rica within 4 weeks!

Another VW on the road! We have not seen any vans yet, but several of these bugs.
These fellas have a long way to go and a short time to get there. Made us happy to have no timeline!
Typical gas station stop. Pemex is the only option in Mexico- owned by the government.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We roll along, listening to music on the iPod or an Audible book on the Kindle or just talking to each other. We pass people who are walking; working and watching the world go by. We wave. We get the typical stare.

This is the typical look we get as we cruise through a small, Mexican village.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The dogs just hang out in the back.

Mango and Seri hanging out in the back of the van.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When we get where we were headed we usually drive through to look it over. Then park and settle in for the evening. Generally that includes dinner, a walk with the dogs and some reading, blogging, emailing or playing games before bedtime.

What is the food like?

We can get nearly all the same items at a grocery store as you can in the US, but generally smaller packages. We have not encountered a 24 pack of toilet paper, but a single-pack or 4 pack is common. Dog food comes in 7-kilo bags, maximum, or in small plastic baggies that are scooped out of a big bin.   Nothing is ever a double pack, super sized, giant or economy pack. But they have all the basic needs, plus usually some regional specialties.

The typical check out counter at a grocery run. Notice the Mennonite cheese (essentially sour cream) which was made near where we camped.

We eat carne asada tacos (soft shell tacos with chunks of grilled beef, cabbage, lime, guacamole) and burritos (skinny, little, rolled up tortillas filled with shredded beef or chicken or refried beans) and pizza (same as USA) and even tried a torta (a sandwich, similar to a sub with shredded beef, mayo, cheese and lettuce on it)  We even had cheese enchiladas and chile rellenos!

Cheese enchilada’s and Chile relleno’s in Yecora.

We also eat in the van sometimes. This might be a dinner of fried potatoes with garlic, rosemary and peppers or pasta with a homemade sauce or cheese and crackers and fruit. A typical snack is Costco trail mix (we are almost out of that) or tortillas.   The one thing we are concerned about is running out of French Vanilla creamer for our coffee. And I am not talking about the powder type, or half and half style cream; I mean the creamy, chemical-laden delicious stuff!!  We bought some of the shelf-stable liquid to test and it seems to be working out. So we will stock up on that and hide it in every nook and cranny in the van. Neither of us are looking forward to coffee without French Vanilla.  We hope to find places to stash bottles and boxes of the new, shelf-stable, liquid variety.  http://www.amazon.com/Coffee-mate-Liquid-Creamer-French-Vanilla/dp/B00CQB9VSI

Are you enjoying this so far?

We are enjoying the rhythm of moving along when we wish, and staying an extra night when we like it. I am smiling and relaxing and feeling healthy.  But honestly this sort of travel is still work.  Not physical work, but thoughtfulness or awareness that is still stimulating in a good way.  It requires thinking of risks, locations, reading maps, planning miles to gas stations, stops to see things and of course keeping the dogs out of trouble.  And all that is without the vehicle malfunctioning, which it has not in quite some.

I am not looking for a place to land; I am enjoying the opportunity to fly!

The streets have no name!

 

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