Colima, Tapalpa, Caffeine

It’s been brought to my attention that we’re I’m a little behind on the blog.  I suppose there’s some truth to that considering we’re in Guatemala and my last post was about one of the early places we visited in western Mexico.  That being said, I’ll do my best to provide the quick-n-dirty of our stops in Mexico and finally starve the procrastination beast I’ve fed so well up til’ now.  (I wrote this paragraph over a week ago…oops.)

Colima, Mexico

After leaving the coast, sigh, we headed into the mountains and found ourselves digging out the cold weather gear for the first time in a long time.  On a mountain lake in the Mexican state of Colima we relaxed by the water with Natasha & Pete (HereUntilThere) and enjoyed the kind of sleep that only chilled mountain air can provide.

Volcan de Colima

We had also heard about an organic coffee plantation on the side of a volcano….nuff said.


Leaving Colima we set out to find the Pueblo Magico town of Tapalpa.  Mexico has designated a number of pueblos “Magic Towns” for their charm, character and I suppose “magic-ness”.  We camped a short drive out of Tapalpa at an organic farm/restaurant/eco-resort/paragliding-hot-spot run by two Argentinian brothers…oh the places you find when traveling without plans.  The view from their property was amazing.  It was here I failed to take advantage of a unique experience, convinced myself of other, less expensive, plans and did not go paragliding.  I’m not sure if other overlanders feel the strain of balancing what is far more a way of life than it is a vacation.  It’s not simply a question of whether to indulge in the amazing opportunities that present themselves.  It’s ultimately a decision as to which of these opportunities one selects when the list is not only long, but growing.  The numbing of time and distance, which were once major preclusions to our bucket-lists, leaves us with only the budget to guide such decisions.  This time I said no, hoping I’d traded this opportunity for something better.

Tapalpa was charming, calm and maybe a little magical.  As always, we set out to sample the local food and found some tacos de lengua (tongue), local pastries and powdered mini cookies (perfect with morning coffee).  We watched the local happenings blend with the tourist attractions in the town square and ordered a ponche.  The beverage of mezcal and pomegranate/orange juice was served with seasoned cucumbers and mixed nuts, and reminded us of aperitivo time in Italy.

Later in the day we followed our noses to a place serving the local specialty, borrego al pastor.  While finishing the fire-grilled lamb, we watched two men and three women enter the restaurant.  They were greeted and received as family, with an air of importance.  As I took my last sip one of the men caught my glance and asked if we enjoyed the restaurant.  A few sentences later we were at their table.  When drinks were ordered, we weren’t allowed to decline.  When the food arrived, it was ours to try.  And when the laughs, conversation and meal was complete, we were left with an invitation to join them at the beach and stay at their “complex.”  I say complex because of subtle hints about the grandiosity of their home.  Our question as to whether our rig/house would fit was met with laughs and rapid-spanish, surely about how silly we would find our inquiry once we arrived.  Unfortunately they were heading for the coast and wouldn’t be back for a few days, so we relegated ourselves to plans for Guanajuato, and added another phone number to the list of missed invitations.  Why are these people so damn friendly? 🙂

Next up…Guanajuato!

By |2017-03-22T08:08:34-06:00July 21st, 2016|Mexico, The Trip|8 Comments


  1. Dad July 21, 2016 at 3:14 pm - Reply

    These photos don’t disapoint. We always enjoy reading your blogs. I find myself eagerly awaiting the newest posts. You are approaching the less desired part of the world. You guys be careful.

    • Jenna July 23, 2016 at 10:07 pm - Reply

      Less desired?! You may be right but I hope to prove you wrong! We’ve heard some great things! Oh and we’re always safe, dad. ?

  2. Eric July 22, 2016 at 8:46 am - Reply

    The words “borrego al pastor” make me salivate uncontrollably.

    • Jenna July 23, 2016 at 10:04 pm - Reply

      You and me both, Eric!!!

  3. Christian July 23, 2016 at 11:10 pm - Reply

    Great pictures. I enjoyed reading your blogs and hope to take a road trip to south America ( From Silver Spring, MD) in a couple years. Your story has motivated me to start planing for it. thanks. Be safe!

    • Jenna July 25, 2016 at 3:58 pm - Reply

      Hey Christian- Wow, thank you! And we think you should totally do a trip from Silver Spring, MD to South America. It’s been fantastic, so far. If you have any questions feel free to contact us directly. Our email is: Best of luck! Jenna & Josh

  4. Courtney July 25, 2016 at 9:43 pm - Reply

    Why is your truck up on stones?

    • Jenna July 26, 2016 at 8:03 am - Reply

      Hi Courtney! Thanks for the question. We sometimes drive up on a large rock or a piece of wood to help level us out for sleeping. You can also buy leveling blocks which work nicely but we didn’t want to carry them around. 🙂

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