It was Good Friday and we thought that we should skip Mexico City because it would be way too crazy during Easter weekend. So we headed southwest to look for some water to cool off and a quiet place away from the crowds and craziness of Mexico’s biggest holiday of the year. We found out later that the best week to visit Mexico City is Easter weekend because everyone leaves the city and heads towards the beaches. Pro-tip: Visit Mexico City on Easter weekend, perfect we wanted to come back soon anyways.
We got another pro-tip from fellow travelers that there was a quiet swimmable river on the way to Oaxaca City. It turned out that we made a right instead of a left at that quiet river, however we only paid 50 cents per person to enter the river area to camp during the holiday. Sweet, that’ll work! We nestled in a perfect corner of the river and improvised some slow-cook rib recipes in our dutch oven that Christian would tend to for four hours. After an hour of rib-nurturing a large front and backhoe loader crawls over our campsite/home for the weekend.
We love cooking in our dutch oven and just cooking in general. The night before we fit an entire chicken in this dutch oven and had an awesome kick-ass meal. Saturday we had slow-cooked ribs and potato salad very “‘Merican.” We shared a plate with locals parked next to us.
However the river and its tractor conductor had a different plan for our Easter. The regulars and tractor conductor decided that in front of our site was the PERFECT place for a new hole, GIANT HOLE! At this point we spoke very little to no spanish, the conductor of this machinery said little to us and laughed. A kind family walks over to us and says “he is going to dig up this area and put it on top of your dinner, you should move it. He wants to put a giant hole right here.” It felt intentional and we weren’t sure if we were intruders at this point or if they were trying to force us out or not. By this time the river was packed with a hundred or so people who came here every year for this weekend. We had set up camp in the prime spot and also the place where everyone wanted a large swimming hole placed. Not going to lie, guilt started to swell.
So, they got their swimming hole and fifty people ran towards it as soon as he finished and were jumping off large rocks into it. On the plus side he made us a wall so we didn’t have a view anymore but it lead to a teeny bit of privacy. We manufactured a new fire for our slow-cook dutch oven ribs and continued our own celebration among our fellow Overlanding friends (Here Until There) all while laughing at the situation. The family next to us brought us a “typical Mexican dish” for us to try which consisted of rice, beans, mole and chopped up hot dogs.