Las Palmas

We rolled over 100 km on a beautiful rail trail through Atotonilco En Alto that made us feel like we were back in a bike-oriented Canadian city. We asked to camp at a soccer field and a municipal park, but as is often the case couldn't find the right person with the authority to grant our request so had to continue our search. Finally, Holly tried the fancy Real Campestre Restaurant, just hoping to gain access to the field behind it. To our amazement we were not only welcomed to camp on their beautiful lawn, but owner Luis and the whole family came around to chat with us after they closed and brought us a giant meal from the restaurant that 4 hungry cyclists had a hard time finishing. We were blown away by this spontaneous hospitality, and continue to appreciate the connections we get to make with Mexicans as we cycle through their beautiful country.Read more