Leaving Mazunte was a bit of a heartbreaker but we either had to do that or risk spending the rest of our lives there! So we ripped outta of town like one rips a bandaid off a boo-boo, eyes closed crying like babies! San Cristobal was no easy day trip, so the Boys decided to stay a night in Tuxla before making the journey up into the mountains. Dinner was a pretty simple choice, Chili’s…”I want my baby back baby back baby”…sorry just couldn’t resist. Anyway, for some odd reason unbeknownst to man, Mitch decided to order a glass of water, not a BOTTLE of water…a GLASS of water. A little suspicious, he only decided to have one miniscule sip when the salt from his chicken fajitas had him parched…BAD IDEA! Let’s just say Mitch didn’t need an alarm clock the next morning. Feeling pretty rough, the Guys decided to stay another day before leaving Tuxla.
Already delaying the Team a day, the Boy’s decided to make the short journey to check out Cañon del Sumidero. After a short boat ride, and a few history lessons from our Skipper we were right in the middle of the Canyon – Unbelievable! Some of the cliffs rose as high as 1000 meters (or at least that is what Ol Skip told us). Either way it was a sight to be seen, the only concern we had surrounded the amount of trash in the river. Other sights included crocodilos, all sorts of birds, and a boat selling beers and Cheetos! After the tour it was time to scale the mountain and head to San Cristobal before it got dark and Mitch was left navigating the roads without a headlight.