We’ve spent a total of FIVE weeks parked at Pepe’s RV Park in Tepotzotlan. The property has treated us well. It’s been a nice place to lay low, with great facilities and no one else there except for the owners who live onsite down the hill.
During this time, we’ve also spent a combined two weeks in Mexico City.
With September right around the corner and Oaxaca beckoning, it’s almost time to hit the road. But first, a few housekeeping items to attend to.
Laundry day! Lori and Riley were the lucky ones to take the laundry, and again somehow found themselves pinned down in an afternoon downpour. This time, it was a hail storm, which we’ve never experienced in our nearly four years living in Mexico.
Of course, the bad weather never sticks around for too long. The next day, it was bright and sunny again, and the boys got some time to play with their recent joint-purchase.
The fridge is looking mighty bare these days. Just in time for our monthly stock up when we hit the road.
We all got a good laugh out of this one. It’s a play on the words Pulque and Pokemon.
If you’re not familiar with Pulque, it’s a regional fermented beverage that is served out of people’s houses, on the side of highways, and everywhere else.
If you’re not familiar with Pokemon, consider yourself lucky. It’s virtually inescapable being the parents of two boys living in Mexico.
A huge Amazon distribution hub overlooks the outskirts of Tepotzotlan. For the past five weeks I had sort of hoped I’d be forced to order something to see how fast I’d get it, but alas, the need never arose.
If we were living in the States in a big ol’ house, I’m sure the need to consume would feel much greater. Living in an RV in Mexico, there’s not a lot of “stuff” we really need these days, apart from the occasional grocery stock-up. Not to mention, we just don’t have space for a lot of extra stuff.
Sunday morning, we hit the road for Teotihuacan, which took us all of one hour and fifteen minutes. It was a nice drive and a gentle easing back into being behind the wheel.
Teotihuacan is known the world over for its UNESCO-designated giant pre-hispanic pyramids just outside of the Mexico City ring road. We’ve known this for a while, but didn’t know that the town, itself, is a Pueblo Magico until very recently. We’re looking forward to checking that out and staying in the heart of town for a change.
Teotihuacan also happens to be located on the most popular route for driving the Pan-American Highway from the U.S. to Argentina. And Trailer Park Teotihuacan is ground zero for folks making their way up or down the spine of the Western Hemisphere.
The RV park is far from fancy, but it gets the job done, with full hookups, showers, and a superb location a few blocks away from the Centro and a forty-five minute walk (or short drive) from the pyramids. Shortly after arrival, we took advantage of this, making the short walk to some of the best carnitas tacos we’ve had in four years in Mexico.
The RV park is packed right now with beefy overland vehicles being stored for the rainy summer months while their occupants are presumably enjoying the Northern Hemisphere summer with family and friends.
Still, there were a few other intrepid (i.e. masochistic) travelers also making their way through Mexico’s Central Highlands in the wet summer months. One such family from France had a teenage boy who was very keen to hang out with Noe and Riley.
After five weeks without many other kids around, the boys were also excited to play with someone other than us.
One very popular activity in Teotihuacan is to take a hot air balloon at sunrise to get a birds-eye view of the pyramids. These tours were a bit more than we wanted to spend for such a quick trip up and down, but Lori enjoyed watching the balloons through the tree just after sunrise from her work perch at the RV Park.
There isn’t a whole lot of diversity in cuisine in Teotihuacan, but Tierra Cafe did stick out from the crowd. We couldn’t quite wrap our brains around this place, and I think that’s sort of the point.
Old doors as tables, a car lot packed with half-functional vehicles, antiques, games, and a sheep pen in the corner. We weren’t expecting much in terms of the food, but it was absolutely superb—homemade cheese, hearty homemade bread, and really fresh ingredients.
That time of the year. They don’t mess around with their pumpkins here.
You can walk the entire town in about thirty minutes, but it’s still worth a walk. Most of the town is clean and tidy and the plaza is bright and colorful.
Independence Day is also just around the corner!
A little rock, paper, scissors while Lori grabs us a coffee to go.
Saying “à tout à l’heure” (Toodle-Loo) to their traveling French friend. I have a feeling there’ll be more where that came from as we continue south along the Pan-American.
