After three days in Morelia we half backpacked, half hitchhiked our way to Pátzcuaro, and it was a half thrilling half exhausting experience. So far we had been traveling via plane, metro, bus, metro-bus, light rail (kind of like a trolley), and car (in that order). So finally we were forced to use what we bought our equipment for: traveling by foot, thumbs out in the air, and all our belongings weighing on our back. Like turtles. Except turtles don’t sweat as much as we did.
To be honest, I had been avoiding hitchhiking so far, mostly because of the fact that I had only done it once (to get from school to the highway, where the buses pass) and we had been a large group, not two girls. But I also had two major worries: 1) everybody was advising against it, and 2) it’s Michoacán we are traveling through, times are though here. But after much enthusiastic insisting from the Alien, we went ahead and walked all the way to the start of the highway to Urupan, and stuck our thumbs out. And who picked us up? An engineer, on his way home. So it was a fine drive: safe, air conditioned, and friendly.
We arrived to our ‘Pueblo Mágico’ number two, and we spent the day walking around and behaving like the tourists we are. Paztcuaro is a lovely ‘pueblo’, it’s very old and it’s maintained it’s aspect: there are no tall buildings except the church, all the signs everywhere are painted (even if it’s a national business like Telcel), little to no loud music, and the colors all match. You can think two things about this pueblo: 1) It hasn’t fully arrived to the modern century, or 2) it’s proud of staying with the aspect of it’s past. But whatever your opinion is, it’s a beautiful place to just walk around and see what you’ll bump into. Most of what we did here was just that, actually.
Pátzcuaro proved to be a very simple place to go to, but not at all a place to avoid or spend only a few hours there. We peeked a couple of ‘artesania’ shops, we browsed around other shops and old buildings, met a hippie who advised us to leave our stuff at a hotel, and eventually walked all the way to the lake Páztcuaro.
This is part of the wonders of backpacking around México, you have small towns everywhere that you will eventually bump into, either as a pit stop or as a destination , and each and every one has bits and pieces that make them unique and relaxingly enjoyable. So even though this is the second of many ‘pueblos’ to come, we are looking forward to them!