I spent three weeks in Dr. Romero’s clinic – treatment seemed to go well. We had a week to get back down to Cancun and our flight back to the UK, so we hired a car and went for a little tour.
|Doctor, LF, Seb the nurse|
|Fearsome Injuns, Hermosillo|
|Old Ford truck, backstreet Hermosillo|
First stop was up in the hills alongside the Rio Sonora about 4 hours North and East from Hermosillo; got to the town of Acinipo then an hour up a dirt track we reached the hot springs. Seeping out of the ground the water is burning hot, there’s a series of baths constructed down the hillside that get progressively cooler down to about just bearable. We spent hours relaxing in the baths getting them good minerals into the body. Pretty isolated so we slept the night in the car then carried on bathing the next day till our skin got so wrinkled we had to leave.
|Overnight accommodation at the hot springs|
|Chillies drying in the sun by the roadside|
Next stop was down to the coast – San Carlos is a nice little town full of North American snowbirds, plenty of decent hotels, nice deserted beaches and good restaurants – we took a moonlight cruise around the bay in a little fishing boat and chilled-out for a couple of days.
|San Carlos harbour|
|Full moon on the bay|
|Rugged coastline, deserted beaches|
|Great views from up here|
|Statue outside church|
We were having lunch one day in Casablanca, a great restaurant run by an American lady, when I spied a hummingbird in the greenery; crept around trying to get a photo of him, amazingly he didn’t fly away – says the owner “oh he lives in that bush, chases away the butterflies” so I managed to get a picture of him with me, although LF reckons ‘cos my shirt was the same colour as the flowers he didn’t spot me.
|Hummingbird doing his stuff|
|Taking a break|
|Hummingbird ignoring El D|
|Kino beach from La Playa hotel|
|Weird-looking fishing boats|
|Pelican Island fro La Playa hotel|
All too soon it was time to fly down to Cancun and home – 3 days travelling to get home to cold wet November England. Now I’m sitting in a hotel in Manchester, appointment at the cancer clinic tomorrow for a check-up; I’m hoping the treatment in Mexico will show up as an improvement, but regardless, my time down there opened up my mind to alternative possible life styles – I don’t have to live in London with all the stress that comes from a big city. Me and LF are hatching plans – we’ll see!