Wednesday, January 13, 2010

The Plan

Call me crazy. But when the travel bug bites I have little control. The latest episode occurred during the holidays and the only cure it seemed was a trip south of the border...well south of the border. Our last family trip to Mexico was a driving adventure down the Baja peninsula about five years ago. It was an incredible journey to gorgeous, empty beaches, small villages, gigantic cactuses and the amazing beauty of the desert.

After considering all of the options we settled on a summer trip. This allowed us the maximum time--3 weeks, and I was able to secure us a pretty good deal on plane tickets. We will be flying into Mexico City, renting a car. Our ultimate goal will be the Palenque ruins in Chiapas but we will spend time in Puebla, Oaxaca City, Emerald Coast, and wherever else strikes our fancy.

Lately my life has been filled with travel guides, internet queries, mapping distances, reading travel blogs, and trying to convince my wife that we can afford this and we will survive. I have mapped out a pretty good sketch of our trip but am trying to leave as much flexibility as possible. Because we bought discount plane tickets that will be the most inflexible aspect of this trip. I also booked us an apartment in Oaxaca City for a week with a somewhat inflexible cancellation policy. Other than that, the only hotel reservations I made can be cancelled within 24 hours of arrival.

By the way, the name of the blog comes from our son's favorite stuffed animal, Treelow who has traveled all across the country with us on various trips over the last seven years, including the trip to Baja. He has been washed, sewn, and patched up over the years but like our family has held together pretty well.

Next step, renew passports for the kids next week!

1 comment:

  1. Yes, you are crazy...that last trip to mexico was fun...I like remebering the part where you drove off and left the map at our house and didn't realize it until we got to Mexico, or the part where you drove my new van across shell beach and got it stuck and we had to get people to pull it out for us or the part where the armed federales searched the car! And remember when those kooky people gave us a place to stay and used us as mules to take some "important papers" to Mulege and then had the entire town looking for us? All fun memories ( ;

    PS I hate crocodiles

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