24 June 2011
Almost 2 months on the Baja and it’s time to move on. Jess and I took Roger to the airport, then a couple of hours later she took me to the bus station. She is such a beautiful, caring person and I wish Peter and her all the success in the world in seeing their dream come to fruition. My sincere thanks to them both and to all the others at Raices y Brazos who made my stay so interesting and helped me get in tune with my healing side again.
The journey from San Jose del Cabo to Atticama proved to be pretty straightforward, although somewhat tedious: bus to La Paz, bus to the terminal, ferry overnight to Mazatlan, tuk-tuk to the bus station, bus to Tepic, bus to San Blas and taxi to Aticama, arriving in the dark 36 hours after my initial departure. I’m amazed at how luxurious the buses are in Mexico – they have very comfy seats and usually foot rests; aircon; toilets and let’s not forget the in-transit movies – usually at full volume! When I arrived in Aticama, the telephone in the village wasn’t working, so after some enquiries I found a man who works for Wally and Amaranta, my new hosts at Slow Living Farm. After waking him up and getting him out of bed, he very kindly came with the taxi and showed us where to go – we’d never have found it in the dark without him!
At the gate, we are greeted by a sign warning us of rattle snakes beyond this point. Undeterred, my gallant guide clangs the bell and calls until Wally appears behind his headlamp and opens up for me. I pay the taxi, give my thanks to Manuel and head into the dark with Wally. All I can tell is we are heading downhill through trees which I soon discover are mangos because I am slipping and sliding on the fallen fruit. We soon arrive at my new home and Wally leaves me to settle in for the night, saying Amaranth will come and fetch me for breakfast in the morning about 8.00 – something to look forward to!