“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” – Henry Miller
The Baja has a very distinct culture that is different from the rest of Mexico and over the last few years - and especially in the last few months - my perception of Mexico has expanded as I have learn more about the rest of the country. The year I lived with Rebeca, my close friend from Mexico City, had broadened my knowledge of Mexican culture and their customs. However, I admit that that knowledge had little context. To understand a place you have to experience it first hand, which is why I finally decided to travel to Mexico City.
This series of photos was taken while on the trek through Mudamalai National Park. Our knowledgeable guides, as seen below, would silently walk single file in front of us, stopping only to examine animal tracks and droppings.
After a day and a half in Ooty, we were picked up by one of Nachi’s friends who drove us, at a sensible pace, back down the mountain to Mudamalai National park. We stayed at a small hotel in a very small town literally on the edge of the park. The hotel was great: the staff were friendly; the rooms were large and spacious; each room also had an enclosed front porch where we spent our evenings. Each night we could be found on the veranda playing a card game called “Shithead” and drinking cold Kingfisher Beer, which was so refreshing after days spent in 36 degree heat.