The three amigos saddled up and caught the 0700 water taxi back to the mainland this morning. After a bone shaking 2 hour ride we finally reached Corazol hungry and in search of the bathroom. A quick stop at a store/make shift restaurant had us fed, watered and on our way to the border. It was a quick trip through customs and we turned directly into the wind for the ride. The heat and wind quickly took its toll on us and with good intentions of riding until 5pm had Roger hitting the wall shortly after noon. We decided to stay another evening at the Hotel America and take in the local venues even though Kerry wanted to keep riding. That guy is a bicycle God! We toured a fort built in 1833 (Museo San Felipe Bacalar), had some Cervezas on a pier overlooking the lagoon and finished off the evening with some Mexican takeout, pollo, tortillas and salsa. Kerry and Perry are watching a bullfight on tv while I edit the blog. Tomorrow has us riding 114 kms to FCP. ** general disclaimer** This post has been edited by Kerry.
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