Day 201 / Puerto Escondido, Mexico / 0 miles (Total 5520)
I was antsy to get on the road after just a nights stay at the hostel. But, my body screamed for a day or two out of the sun. My skin has blistered to the point of bleeding. I’m a stubborn old man that pushes his body to the limits and then a few miles more. The part of my body that was screaming the most was my right ear. From a few long days of riding into the sunset my inside of the ear was sun burnt, blistered and swollen to the point where I couldn’t hear out of it. Yes, I do love self induced pain. Stubborn I say. So a few days off is what the body wanted. Don’t you worry over protective mothers out there. It’s all healed up now and I learned a good lesson.
I was ready to rent a surf board for a day or two and get back in the ocean, but the thought of the sun almost made me ill. So I just practiced my Spanish, worked on the bike and played some games. Not a bad way to relax.
HEADS UP PARENTS – You might want to read this first before sharing with your kids.
The hostel rooms were all full except one, and Ross put me in the room with the 80 year old Asian man. Ross points at Mongo fast asleep on his bed when he was showing me around the hostel. “Just wait till he wakes up and you meet this man”, he told me. I make myself at home and start to meet everyone in the hostel. Travelers from all around the world, but none of them held my interest like Mongo. Mongo thinks he’s around 80 years old, not %100 sure on where he was born, and has been traveling the world for 65 years. If you say a country, hes been there. With a passport full of countries under his belt, he bounces from one to another, drinking and smoking what he can. If it makes him numb, drunk or hallucinate he does it. Mescal in the mornings while smoking his pipe in front of the police, Mongo doesn’t care. He does what he wants and life lets him float on, but he’s no slacker.
Mongo will be hammered and numb by 9 Am. Walk around town in his underwear with a giant rip in his crotch and squat down to pet every stray dog that crosses his path. While he squats down, his boys will dangle out in the open, not giving a rats ass about what people think. Old Mexican men will nudge each other with their elbows, point and giggle at the sight of Mongo not caring. Seriously hilarious, when your not taking a glance at his 80 year old boys.
By noon he will walk out to his little art studio and start to paint, and when I say paint, I mean he dances with the paintbrush. He creates the most amazing/dirty art (Sorry no photo’s) and sells his art for hundreds to thousands of dollars. He takes 4-5 naps a day from all the crap he puts into his body and repeats this day in and day out. When your 80 years old and laugh hard everyday like Mongo, I say do whatever floats your boat. One of the most interesting/crazy/ unique individuals I have ever met in my life. Cheers Mongo!
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