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2007 Europe getaway and escape, part 1

August 16, 2007


After what seemed like an astronomical amount of preparation and planning we finally took departure from our home at 6:30 AM in Merida, Yucatan, Mexico.
First by foot then by bus to the city center toting two small back-packs and our computer bag we boarded a taxi to the airport.
Our 15 day trip getting to Europe that began April, 19 took a convoluted route on a variety of conveyances by foot, by bus, by taxi, airplane, shuttle, ship, train and ultimately bicycle.
The secret to this type of travel is the science of traveling light with only carry-on luggage.
This was going to be more than just a getaway trip. This was going to be an escape.
Starting in Yucatan, Mexico with the strange and interesting out-back world of indigenous Maya still practicing multi-millennium old rituals in their housing and their dress, their language and lifestyle is contrasted in Merida with its mega-stores, monster sub-divisions and raging traffic putting on average 53 new automobiles per day on the city streets.
When I first visited Yucatan more than thirty years ago I arrived captaining a new fishing trawler while I was delivering it to a new Mexican buyer. That trip across from Florida traveling at ten and a half knots took two and a half days…we would now traverse that same distance in an hour and a half in the comfort of a jetliner.
Winging our way over the tropical Florida Keys with its uniquely colored topography in gradients of greens and blues conjured up found memories of our lovely winters more than thirty years ago sailing through those enchanted waters when Arab oil embargoes made the place into a sailor’s heaven. And yes Jane and I could still name each and every one of those distinctively different Florida Keys and all of the anchorages that we called home in those unforgettable years back then.
Miami was another case; Thirty years ago the tallest building on the Miami skyline was the federal building, now it is totally lost in the myriad of towering sky-scrapers and construction cranes resembling downtown Chicago.
We had two reasons for visiting Miami this trip; one was to pick up our new Dahon folding bicycles and the other was to board our cruise ship “Voyager of the Seas” for a twelve day trans-Atlantic crossing to Barcelona, Spain.
A word about those bicycles;
In our lives I don’t think that we have ever given more thought or shopped as hard as we did for our innovative Dahon fold-up bicycles. The persistence proved to be well worth the effort. They turn on a dime, climb steep hills, slip effortlessly through pedestrian traffic and shift up to bound cross-country toting our luggage.
The ultimate plus of these ingenious little contraptions is that they miraculously fold-up in seconds to a suitable size to ship on bus, train or plane.
In the airport they serve as our luggage cart.
A word about our cruise ship; “Voyager of the Seas”
Built in Finland in 1999 the Voyager of the Seas with a passenger capacity of 3,840 was at the time the worlds largest cruise ship.
I will not bore you with all of the cumbersome facts and endless statistics but it is worth mentioning here the fuel consumption of this ecology wrecking decadent form of diversion and transportation.
It takes one gallon of fuel to propel this monstrosity just 17 inches.
On our twelve day trans-Atlantic crossing the per passenger consumption of fuel amounted to 8, 767 gallons. (That means that Jane and I consumed 17,534 gallons of fuel on this segment of our trip alone.)
The grand total for this trip amounted to a staggering 27,179,448 gallons. More than twenty-seven million gallons of fuel in just twelve days and this ship runs 365 days a year!
The rest of this story we will tell with captioned photos.
In the above photo Jane rides a Miami street with her new Dahon folding bicycle and we spot this Dade County police car sporting its homicide logo that conjured up memories of billboards that used to line Florida highways back in the 1970s and 80s. Those signs read; “SEE FLORIDA LIKE A NATIVE”, and below that logo was a loaded revolver pointing in your face. Florida hasn’t cleaned up its act yet.
Arriving in style Jane and I venture aboard our cruise ship at Dodge Island in downtown Miami for our Saturday departure along with thousands of other departing sea travelers.
Aboard ship is Jane, with Dodge Island, Miami and Biscayne Bay in the background. We used to call this town home when we lived at Coconut Grove back in the 1970s.
Striking out across the broad Atlantic Ocean we leave Florida behind as we see the deep inky blue waters of the Gulf Stream turned up in our ships wake and enter the seas of the fabled Bermuda Triangle.
Above is our floating 137,276 ton, 1,021 foot home; “Voyager of the Seas” docked at our first port of call; Hamilton, Bermuda.
Inside our luxurious floating palace is this glitter and glitz three story dining hall where Jane and I are three times a day treated to pampered elegance of lavish gourmet multi course posh extravagance. Pictured above the waiters gather together to harmonize and sing to the dinner guests a welcoming song. (It sure was easy for Jane and I to fall into this mode of sumptuous self indulgence.)
Every day we would receive a message over the PA system in our cabin from our glib tongued entertaining Norwegian captain spiced with up-dates on interesting ship data.
These messages would always be followed with typical Scandinavian humor;
“Man who stands on toilet gets high on pot.”
“Man who jogs in front of car gets tired.”
“Man who jogs behind car gets exhausted.”
Jane and I grew up in the upper-Midwest with this type of corny humor and loved its silly simplicity.
Our Norwegian Captain was also a talented exhibitionist who several times during our voyage took to the stage in our nightly entertainment playing his guitar and singing.
He happened to be every bit as good as any of the entertainers hired explicitly to perform and our captain also coordinated the operation of the ship at the same time.
Our days at sea were filled with intellectual lectures, movies, craft presentations, ice skating shows, and trivia quizzes in English, German and Spanish just to mention a few diversions. Sports activities too numerous and diverse to talk about here were suited to all ages and tastes. Food was another diversion available 24 hours a day with coffee shops, ice cream parlors, and buffets. Lounges, bars, nightclubs, video game parlor and a gambling casino entertained. You will just have to go to the ships web-site to see it all.
This is the main salon and promenade of our floating community. This Las Vegas look alike is four stories tall and nearly a third of a mile long with a decor of Scandinavian drab.
In mid-Atlantic Hamilton, Bermuda is home to the mega-rich off-shore tax dodging corporate types that quietly live in this bastion of colonial British isolation.
Everything in Bermuda is prohibitively expensive but we just had to sample their famous Gosling’s BLACK SEAL rum famous since 1806.
Rescue at sea, the US Coast Guard flew 800 miles off shore to pick up a sick passenger.
The Straits of Gibraltar with Africa behind and the Iberian peninsula of southern Spain north of the distinctive “Rock of Gibraltar”. This is our second port of call at this most southern point of Europe. Last time Jane and I were here the British pound was also at $2 and that made everything prohibitively expensive.
Our second time to Alicante, Spain revealed enormous growth of this costal region.
This is the real Spain completely out of the tourist loop.
Jane and I were the only two people to disembark the Voyager of the Seas at Barcelona with bicycles and as you can see we are traveling light with only those two packs and a computer bag for our three month stay in Europe.
Barcelona…the bicycle city is the second largest city in Spain and the largest city on the Mediterranean Sea with more than three million.
Sant Pau Hospital
The view from our hotel room is spectacular looking out at this UNISCO world heritage Sant Pau Hospital designed by the Gaudi prodigy Lluis Montaner.
Spain certainly has affordable wine. This 99c wine was $20 a jug in the ship.image0181.jpg
image019.jpgView down Gaudi boulevard from the Sant Pau hospital to the Gaudi church begun 1885.
A small portion of the Sant Pau Hospital that covers three city blocks ornately designed.
This is a week-day off-season when the mob of eager tourists throng the Gaudi Sagrada family church that was begun in 1885 and is scheduled for completion in 2026. The church is a real cash-cow raking in big bucks in admissions and attracting thousands of tourists to the city every year.
Here is a glimpse at this wondrous monument to architectural design that went far beyond just lavish…without copying others Gaudi set his own standard of uniqueness that is nearly impossible to copy.image0231.jpg
After 122 years of construction this colossal monument is an inspiration to the dogged determination of these dedicated autonomous Catalonian people who still maintain their own language within Spain.image0241.jpg

Our visit by bicycle Sunday afternoon to the bay front where the number of Barcelona’s lavishly ornate parks and monuments even put the Italians to shame.image0251.jpgimage0261.jpg

Christopher Columbus is held in high esteem here judging by these ornate monuments.image0271.jpg
Round one of a typical Spanish meal that always includes a bottle of good red table wine.
image0281.jpgThis town is made for photo-ops and bicycles.

image0291.jpg Main street bedecked with Gaudi classical architecture and throngs of tourists.

image0301.jpg12th century church in the Gothic end of town with narrow streets and ancient structures.

image0311.jpgBarcelona known as the city of the bike has introduced these novel rental stations where you can pick up or return the bicycle you have rented by the hour, day, week or month. The BICI rental stations are conveniently located near bus, train and subway stations so you can pick up your bicycle at one station and return it at any other. We saw these neat distinctive bicycles everywhere. I don’t know what they did but Barcelona residents were
universally kind and considerate to bicyclers be it on sidewalks or busy city streets.

image31a.jpgThe morning we left our hotel room at 7:00 AM we made the six kilometer completely downhill ride to the train station gliding every centimeter of the way and we even beat the morning traffic. What a pleasant way to get to the train gliding across town through beautiful monument filled parks and wide avenues with clearly designated bicycle lanes.

image0321.jpgWe flew first to Mallorca aboard Air Berlin, then over the Alps to Munster, Germany.

image0331.jpgWe wanted to cool off when we left Yucatan and here was our chance in northern Germany. Though it was cold wet and raining, believe it or not we were prepared for it and it even felt good, exhilarating and very invigorating to say the least. Check out Jane’s rain gear and the official May-pole in the background.image0341.jpg
These are the kind of roads we came all the way to northern Germany to bicycle.

image0351.jpgGerman bread and French wine are more reasons that make this trip worthwhile.

image0361.jpgOld churches always make for interesting photo-ops and we make good use out of our little folding bicycles for getting around to these places that the tourists miss most.

image0371.jpgOur first day in Nordhorn, Germany we meet our old friend Wilfried Humbert coming home from his engineering job by bicycle.

image0381.jpgThese bicycle information signs not only give distances and directions but also designate different special cycling routes and are found very conveniently located at intersections.

image0391.jpgJane is back on her 40 year old Swedish cross-country bicycle equipped with fore and aft saddle bags and stocked with the various types of clothing we need to cope with the variety of weather conditions here. We even carry German outfits that resemble snow-mobile suits and knee-high rain boots. We are fully fitted out with emergency repair equipment and picnic supplies plus our thermos filled with hot coffee. We roll along at 22 kilometers sustained and do over 40 km a day on average…this is the place for it!

image0401.jpgOur friend Karin Humbert and Jane, we meet at the Saturday market in the city center.

image0411.jpgCross-country biking with out friends Helga and Tilman Stürmer with their map and sat-nav. We ultimately follow Helga’s map.

Lunch at home in our garden is quiet and very private. French wine, German bread and hot mustard plus special Dutch hot chili sauce from Thailand make eating here worth the trip plus interesting and spicy. Our apartment in Nordhorn is totally push-button even with electric windows and our fold-out patio awning rolls in and out by motor.

image0431.jpgThe north German country side is full of interesting historical novelties that are seldom visited by foreign tourists like this 1802 vintage wind-water powered mill that was recently fully restored and is completely functional.
It is interesting that all of the communities and local points of interest in this part of the world are connected by lovely paved bicycle paths. Our little folding bikes roll along and keep up with the big German models.

image0441.jpgThis is the Grenz a place that was set aside for the border between Germany and Holland and now that the border is open it became a corridor for recreation with a bicycle path.

image045.jpgThe Grenz border has bicycle information to both Germany and Holland

image0461.jpgThis part of the world of the heavily wooded Grenz area is ideal for biking.

image0471.jpgThis very same fine dinner wine sold in Holland for 2.29 Euros sells for 99c in Spain.


2007 Biking Europe part 2

August 14, 2007

Part two of our Europe trip is finally finished. For those of you who missed part one, I will soon post that also.

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2007 EUROPE TRIP part two
A brief recap of part one:
On the 19th of April Jane and I flew to Miami, spent two busy days purchasing two folding bicycles and boarding a cruise ship for a 12 day trans-Atlantic crossing to Barcelona, Spain.
We spent a glorious fun-filled week in Spain sightseeing and stuffing ourselves on their superlative cuisine.
Next we flew to Münster/Osnabrük, Germany via Palmas de Mallorca, Spain and then crossed the snow-capped Alps on the way. Bicycling north to our final destination of Nordhorn, Germany we took a four day layover in the city of Rheine, ironically situated on the Ems River not the Rhine.
A brief look at Nordhorn, Germany where Jane and I would spend the next two months cycling the best bicycle trails this planet has to offer.

Nordhorn facts:
First established as a trading center in the twelfth century when local sandstone was mined and shipped by river-boat as far away as Amsterdam.
This was a busy enterprise with more than a thousand shipments per year.
Industrialization began in the 1830s when the knitting and weaving industry was established.
For the next one hundred and fifty years Nordhorn’s Dutch owned textile industry thrived. The three largest manufactures set a world standard for quality until they were priced out of the market by Oriental imports.
During Nordhorn’s textile years the thriving city became established with canal commerce and an impressive network of canals that put the border town at the intersection of a trans-European commercial canal network.
Heading north from Nordhorn was the Süd-nord Kanal. (South-North Canal)
Heading east was the Ems-Vechte Kanal. (This canal tied into the Dortmund-Ems-Kanal that tied the industrial heartland of Germany’s Ruhrgebiet with the North Sea port city of Emden.)
Heading south into the Netherlands was the Almelo-Nordhorn Kanaal.
(This canal tied into the vast Dutch canal system that literally connected all of the original Hanseatic Trading leagues cities together.)
In short; Nordhorn was at the canal cross-roads of this part of Europe and thus became known as the “Canal City”.
Twenty three meters above sea-level and situated at 52º 25’55″ north Latitude and 7º04’04″ east Longitude, Nordhorn is as far north as Canada’s James Bay but enjoys a much milder winter climate and rarely sees snow thanks to the warming effects of the Gulf Stream.
Thriving but steady, Nordhorn with a population of 53,000 is amazingly well isolated from the rest of Europe today.
The smoky smokestacks of the textile industry are all gone now and the border boundary areas that carved wide swaths around the countries of Europe have become heavily forested recreational areas crisscrossed by beautiful well-marked bicycle and hiking paths.
Thanks to the open borders of today the Euro-zones old boundary areas are now made up of people friendly zones with not a trace of governmental restrictions.
Situated on the Netherlands’s border, Nordhorn has no bus service with that country and amazingly there is no passenger rail service to anywhere…this is bicycle country.
Jane and I looked long and hard to find such a jewel of tranquility with good air, quiet streets and nearly unlimited pleasant bicycle trails that are the finest we have ever encountered in all of our forty plus years of bicycle adventures.
Nordhorn is not for everybody and if you are not an avid cycler you would more than likely find the place uninteresting.
Having said that, this is exactly what we appreciate the most about the location.
Jane and I are the only tourists in a German city of over 50,000 and receive astonished expressions when we respond to the question; “where are you from” with the answer; “Mexico”. Mostly people guess that we are from the Netherlands, next from England…but never from Mexico!

Here is our Part Two story with captioned photos:
Biking with Tilman and Helga

This year Jane and I along with Helga and Tilman Stürmer made a number of bicycle outings with the added boost of their car to carry us to some out-of-the-way points of interest. Jane and I had our little folding bicycles (klapprads) in the trunk.

Our friend Tilman’s specialty is his “grillin” barbeques. (Last November Helga and Tilman Stürmer made a visit to Yucatan and we enjoyed good time adventures together.)
Helga and Claudia
Helga and her daughter Claudia happily discuss upcoming wedding plans over a typical German eating extravaganza.
German quality and attention to detail show at these lovely bicycle shelters.
Jane and I try to make our out of town bike trips on week days to diminish the competition for these positively perfect bicycle picnic areas.
Jane eating in garden
Lunch at home in our apartment’s flower filled garden is a cool pleasure getting away from the intense heat of Yucatán in this early spring season. French wine, Danish cheese, German bread and mustard along with Dutch hot chili sauce are things we can only dream about back in Mexico.
Mexican Corona and American Bud beers hit the shelves in Netherlands, but don’t sell.
German bread is unequaled anywhere in price and quality. Above the 1250 gram rye bread costs only 65 euro cents…oh, would we love to have this in Mexico!
Germany is a world leader in generating non-carbon consuming electricity and this is one of numerous area wind farms that each produces enough current to supply 14,000 four person homes.
Also prevalent in Germany are numerous buildings covered with solar panels.
In spite of the extensive use of bicycles and state of the art well engineered eco-friendly homes Germany is a very heavy consumer of petroleum products where the 50 mile/80 kilometer commute is becoming the rule with automobiles streaking down the autobahn doing in excess of 185 kilometers per hour…yes they do have some colossal pile-ups.
Jane with our German friends Karin, son Christian, daughter Katharina and her husband Wilfred.
We are invited to this typical German breakfast in a typical German home and we take nearly half a day enjoying congenial confabulations with the friendly, genial and hospitable  family.
wooded area Ems Veche
This beautifully wooded area along the Ems-Vechte Kanal passes by one of many large military bases formerly occupied by American and British forces. It is very quiet and tranquil except when the jet fighter planes are screaming overhead booming through the sound barrier.
East on Ems Veche Kanal
Heading east is the Ems-Vechte Kanal; (This canal ties Nordhorn into the Dortmund-Ems-Kanal system that then connects the industrial heartland of Germany’s Ruhrgebiet with the North Sea port city of Emden.)
This is the Netherlands border area and part of the Dinkel canal system that makes this well wooded neatly marked border region prefect for bicycling with its countless well kept immaculately clean picnic places.
Netherlands grocery store
Here in this typical Netherlands grocery store the world class Dutch cheese is offered up along with generous samples. The Dutch have a well deserved reputation for being the most tight-fisted business people in all of Europe but their grocery stores seem to be going out of their way to counter that stereotypical status.
Here again is an example of the Dutch grocery stores that go far out of their way to give the impression of benevolence with these free-for-the-taking elegant flavored coffee dispensers. Even with the high priced Euro this year that was over $1.35, food items in Europe were still a bargain compared with Mexico.
garden center Netherlands
This is but a small corner of a Netherlands garden center that covers several acres of land.
Jane has taken a special interest in these exotic orchids because of her recent involvement with the International Woman’s Club where she headed up the garden group.
The Netherlands will not be outdone when it comes to gardens and the sky is the limit. Check out all the varieties of tropical cactus for sale.image021.jpg

These Netherlands bicycle route signs loaded with useful information prevalent in this border area are new this year.
world class bicycling
Make no mistake about it, this is world class bicycling and this border part of the Netherlands and Germany ironically have all of the right ingredients to make it the best.
our little folding bicycles
Our little folding bicycles are geared to handle the city and open country easily maintaining a sustained speed in excess of 22 kilometers an hour.
Everywhere we look is photo op country
Everywhere we look it is photo-op country along this northern border area.
get a horse
Get a horse? How about get a bicycle?
tranquility and clean country
Tranquility and clean country air are part of the mix that makes this place near perfection.
mark down table
Jane and I hit the jackpot here in Germany at the mark-down table where ripe bananas are scorned and mushrooms at the height of their mature perfection go unsold.
Mexican food in Nordhorn, Germany? Interestingly Jane and I frequent a restaurant, (cantina) in Mexico named La Carreta Cubana.
A weekend bicycle outing
A weekend bicycle outing with Tilman and Helga calls for frequent coffee and lunch stops.Rolling along

Rolling along the back country bike routes, Tilman uses his satellite controlled navigational computer from his car that amazingly has a program for all of the bicycle routes. Helga on the other hand uses her map and ultimately we follow Helga’s route.
Tilman drops Jane and I
Tilman drops Jane and I off with our folding bikes on his way to work out of town.
Shüttorf is the start of our day long return trip back to Nordhorn with our folding bikesShuttorf to Nordhorn trip
Our Shüttorf to Nordhorn trip takes us through this picture perfect pristine countryside.
view of Nordhorn
A view of Nordhorn upon entering the “canal city” looking across the Vechte See at the ancient church dating from the 1300s and constructed of local sandstone.

border marker
If you happen to look at a map of the border area of Northern Germany and Netherlands you will notice a very distinct area where Germany seems to intrude into the Netherlands and next the Netherlands extends into Germany. Well, at that place you will notice a very pronounced point of land, and this is the official border marker for that spot and it has the inscription of 1824. Now with the new Euro-zone and its open borders, traffic freely flows past oblivious to the blood that has been spilt to establish and maintain this border.
border genze
This is the border or “grenze” heading up to the point of land depicted in the previous photo with the Netherlands on the left side of the bicycle trail and Germany on the right. This beautiful tranquil trail carries on for many miles through some of the most beautiful country Europe has to offer and Jane and I have enjoyed it many times over the years.gate
Our happy trailsOur happy trails abound with lovely priceless places to fill our cherished memories.
friendsUwe Helga
Fun is eating, drinking and story telling with special friends and these are the good folks we love to share those special moments with.
HelgaKlaus and Claudia
Benjamin and RoswithaTilman and Helga’s two daughters will soon be married and in the upper portion of the photo are Klaus and Claudia, below Benjamin and Roswitha. Love and happiness conclude the party. Tilman John Uwe
Tilman Stürmer (with two hands full), John Grimsrud and Uwe Rakers at quitting time and as usual a good time was had by all. (An interesting thing is that Uwe Rakers first name is pronounced in German as “Hoover”.
Fietsen Hein
They speak another language here in the border country and here it is; Platt-Deutsch.
No locks or barred doors here in the border area of the old country along this bike trail.
The honor system is still business as usual here in this special place so seldom visited.
In the “Canal City” this lovely spot where two canals meet is in our neighborhood.
Smoothly paved, this canal trail along the Süd-Nord-Kanal is conspicuously devoid of motorized traffic and that helps to make it one of our favorite bicycle routes with nothing but fresh air and the hushed sounds of nature.
fish 5354 fish
One of my all-time favorite diversions is to sample the savory fried codfish sold at the Nordhorn market and then enjoy it here on the banks of the canal.

image055.jpgWith hundreds of possibilities for cross-country bicycle tours Jane and I are hard pressed to get around to all of the places we love so much in our two month stay here in the “grenze” area of Germany and Netherlands.
All the little towns have their quaint quietness likeWietmarschen with its iron-monger. image057.jpgimage058.jpg
Bike trail pleasures abound and this is what we love to share with friends.
Humbert 59
At the lovely home of Wilfred and Karin , German hospitality shines.
lunch dusseldorf
Tilman drove us to Düsseldorf to catch our plane to Cancun. Roswitha and Benjamin gave us a tour of the city. At Düsseldorf this lunch with good beer and later a cup of coffee set us back $100…the Euro is strong.
Without fail every time Jane and I have visited Düsseldorf it has rained and so I always humorously refer to it as “Drizzle-dorf”.
This is part of the industrial heartland of Germany known as the Ruhrgebiet which is one of the most productive places on the planet earth. Situated on the busy Rhine River that is the link to world commerce with a never ending procession of barge traffic connected to the canal system of Europe and the port city of Rotterdam with its 5,000 plus ship slips.
Jane and I on the banks of the old River Rhine with one of the many barges plying up-stream behind us.
We are no strangers to this ancient city but we have never had the pleasure of an extended stay to really get to know this very important municipality.
Five years earlier we bicycled every inch of this incredible river from Holland right up to the head waters in Switzerland at the Boden Zee, Lake Constance. That trip of a life-time took us three weeks one way and we actually rolled along the paved river road you see in the back ground. Rhine river trip:
This is our 87th day of our 88 day European adventure trip.
Packed up and ready to fly away home to Mexico with a treasure-trove of fabulous memories, this is our 88th day and before we finish this very long day we will be back in the tropical heat of Yucatan, Mexico.
We have the fondest of fond memories and consider Germany to be the most civilized country in the world.
This is how I rate the airlines we used on this trip;
LTU was the best but didn’t go overboard in providing service.
Air-Berlin was acceptable but gave the bare minimum with good German quality.
Aeromexico was excessively high priced with insultingly meager service.
Up, up and away on our 88th day we are headed back home leaving Europe behind.
Below you can see the River Rhine that Jane and I got to know so very well on its way to its head-waters in Switzerland.
The contamination of industrialized Germany’s Ruhrgebiet is very evident as you scan the distant horizon.
Across the Atlantic we bank and descend into the Cancun airport.
Below you will see the lovely multicolored incredibly unique waters of the Caribbean Sea.
An unfortunate circumstance has befallen this irreplaceably pristine one-of-a-kind sanctuary of purity most noticeably during these last two years.
The earth’s atmosphere has become hopelessly and irreversibly contaminated with oxygen robbing poisonous hydrocarbon contaminates.
Even this last bastion of the lovely and unspoiled Caribbean Sea has seen its day and has been condemned to sinking into stinking lamentable cesspool status.
Fifty years ago in the American city of Chicago they inaugurated a special terminology to describe this meteorological phenomenon and called it; smog or smink; (Smoke and fog or smoke and stink.) I believe we have the latter.
On nearly the last leg of our 88 day European trip Jane and I board the better than first class bus from Cancun to Merida.
With extra wide fully reclining commodious seats we will enjoy our four hour non-stop snooze aboard the “Super Lujo UNO” bus..
Other than the fact that we had to bundle up and cover ourselves with the blankets provided because of the deep-freeze refrigeration system aboard the “Super Lujo UNO” bus we slept profoundly.
Our trip wasn’t over upon our arrival back in Merida.
We unfolded our little stowed folding bicycles and then loaded them with our travel bags and then pedaled the last three and a half kilometers to our home.
Wonderful trip? Yes! Not only wonderful but incredibly memorable!
Our modes of transportation included the following; by foot, bus, taxi, airplane, shuttle, train, bicycle, cruise ship and German automobile.
Our dreams continue, so stay tuned;
As Ever, John M.(Bing) and his ever loving wife and traveling partner Jane Grimsrud