Thousands of kilometers of mexican backroads explored by belly and bicycle
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
chongos
Painfully sweet curdled milk that squeaks between my teeth as I chew is not my idea of a dessert, but they love to make it in Zamora and Basil looks forward to sweeting himself out on the stuff whenever we pass through the area.
We love to cycle and we love to eat. Fortunately these two things go well together. Lately we've been doing this in both Greece and Mexico. I try desperately not to buy books or handicrafts, but they always make their way into the plethora of unnecessary goods I carry with me. I always have room in my panniers for one more hat.
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