I am with Canada on this one. I spent most of year in the true rectum of the world, Lawton, Oklahoma. Or if you want to think in larger terms, Oklahoma will do. Though I have never been to the Middle East which is an even larger rectum region. In my backpacking days I found my fellow travelers from around the world agreed that the worst travel area is the Middle East and the best South East Asia. Budget being an important factor.
I also happened upon the nicest place place in the world I have ever found. As close to the Garden of Eden I have been. Aqua Azul in the Mexican rain forest in the state of Chiapis. On a personal note as to the photo. The best thing about me is the way I walk… Do an image search of “aqua azul”. It’s nice mostly because you can swim and walk in all the falls and lagoons and it is still way off the beaten path. It does have a small restaurant and beer stand run on a generator and the nearest town or hotel is Palenque 80 clicks down the mountain. The general area is also known as the hongo capital of the world making it all the more beautiful, and funny! Especially the two headed Mayan children selling bananas they have on their heads. Which on a non-hongo day turn out to be a little kids carrying their little brothers or sisters wrapped in a blanket sling on the back. I once traded my flip flops there for a large dead snake. The only time I did that. One afternoon a large group of Mexican college students arrived with at cast iron pot big enough to cook a gringo in. Or so they said. It truned out to be something like that yearly Aggie Bon fire thing. They put 1000 chicken FEET in it with some water and peppers and invited us for dinner. It was one of the few times I had chicken foot soup. It was kind of like who you eat an artichoke, dunk it in sauce and pull the good part off. The scaly wrinkly part and the toes…
But I digress…
But… The guy with his arm in the air? That is my friend Stevey who passed away some time ago, I still have a little jar of his ashes I promised to drop off there but haven’t got around to yet. If anyone has plans to go there let me know and I will send you some ashes to take with you. You may even be able to trade them for chicken feet soup or a dead snake.
But I digress…
The really cool hotel there in the jungle outside Palenque is called NUTUTUN. Spelled backwards is NUTUTUN.
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Inspired by the Jethro Tull song, HONGO IN THE JUNGO.
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There is a price to be paid. Following a Hongo day one suffers serious pain in stomach, sides, cheek and face muscles from laughing for 8 hours the day before. Nothing is funnier than riding in a dayglow green bus with purple seats, no mufflers, careening down mountain roads backfiring while let tied turkeys and pigs fall on you from the overhead luggage racks.
Okay I am done digressing…
But I digress…