First Impressions: The road (which I can’t see yet and which, because of the late hour, I’m hoping is paved and not dirt) is abutting a mixture of dry and green plants. There are some spiny palm tree looking things and possibly scrubby cactus. I can’t quite tell. Somewhere south of most of North America, I’ll guess. Possibly even…dun dun dun…South America.
Looking around: Whew! That road is paved. I have had some pretty trying times out where the road was a dirt road. I know I’m just surfing this thing from my desk, but my brain still manages to insert all the bumps and the hot glare feelings I have from dusty back roads. The foliage is rather too thick to let me see any structures, so I’m heading east, up a gentle hill.
Okay, I’m gonna say…Africa somewhere? Or maybe they have actually gotten the Google car out to some tropical islands? I dunno. The grass hut makes me think Africa, although there’s always Hawaii. I’m sure Africa doesn’t have a monopoly on huts. Or maybe there are huts in South America? I haven’t seen a lot there, but I’m not ruling it out.
My first sign. Sadly, it is blurry from one angle and obscured by foliage from another. Boo.
Okay we are probably in South America. By the Casa Del Molino! Helpful! I don’t recognise any of those symbols. Still…is the Spanish enough to go on? After all, there’s been an awful lot of colonialism all over the world.
Passed an odd little grove of what seem to be replanted palms?
This road is getting LESS paved. And dusty. Much more of this and I may head back to the start. Gotta head closer to signs.
Another little town?
Nope, same town, I got turned around. Dang it. I hate it when that happens. BOO.
I admit it, I have no idea where I am.
I feel like I jinxed myself with that remark about the road. That’ll larn ya.
The houses are further and further apart, and no signs or infrastructure seem evident to me, although maybe I don’t know what I should be looking for. If this goes on too much longer, I may head back to the south. I’m trying to console myself with the idea that the Google car probably had an idea about WHERE they wanted to go so surely there must be something out there. But here’s a sample of my last twenty screens or so.
And I think I got turned around again. Might be a sign. Let’s head back to the start.
Heading west from start: My first human! On a bike. Clearly there is something within biking distance!
Human two! And his goats!
Human 3! On a wheeled conveyance. Again, one gets the idea that where ever we are, the nearest destination is bicycle-range away and far enough that you don’t wanna walk.
The first car:
Another cute little town. Laundry drying outside in the trees beyond.
This isn’t the first house I’ve seen with the black metal structure resting on tall cinderblocks or stones. Been wondering if it’s rainwater collection or a smoker device for meats.
An intersection! No street signs yet.
Trying to pick the road most likely to join up to another road. The widest road with markings…
Those heraldic markings made a reappearance. I think this is a school (escolar) in the Central Sector?
The children seem to be studying Literario, Humoristico, and Historico.
It seems like we are in Mexico.
Trying to map any of this to info from the map although I don’t know if it’ll help much yet. I think the name is El Naranjal e Insurgentes (The Orange Insurgents??) and that Jose Morelos must be the mayor and the population is about 484…I think??? Are they showing the taxes or the income on this sign? What are those bottom numbers for?
Okay, I think I hit a much larger highway! Finally! And I see a green road sign in the distance! Whee!
The towns of Kankabchen and Cafetal lie yonder. Maybe I should head the other way for a little and see if there’s any signs indicate was lies the other way.
Apparently Jose Maria Morelos which I had assumed was the mayor of the last town…is actually another town. Whoops.
I wonder if that means it’s a larger town? If it was on the name of another town’s sign?
And there seems to be a Morelos State in Mexico.
After tracing the edges of Morelos I zoomed in once more and fortunately found the Unidad habitacional Jose Maria Morelos y Pavon. Sadly, I don’t see any of my other towns on the map yet. 😦
I venture into to Jose Maria Morelos hoping to find some street names so I can figure which side of town to scooch back out of to figure out my origin.
Apparently the outskirts have the intersection of Calle Margarita and Calle Benito Juarez. Benito appears to be a popular guy though, since zooming in and out, I already found three or four Benito Juarez’s.
I’m super pooped and can’t find any of my streets, so I’ve sorta decided that this section outside of Jose Morelos is Naranjal and I’m looking for the bit that’s sorta squiggly and next to it. It’s as good as guess as any.
And holy cow! I SO DID NOT have the right spot. Although I did have the right country but that’s no comfort. Apparently a country can have TWO cities or towns names Jose Maria Morelos. Let that be a lesson to triangulate as best you can.
It’s an honest defeat, mind you, but this is the worst I’ve done since starting the blog, I think.
Let’s find out a bit more about the confusing nomenclature of Mexico’s Jose Maria Morelos: He is one of Mexico’s national heroes so like Martin Luther King in the States, he has a lot of stuff named after him. He pretty much seems to have led their War of Independence. Eventually he was captured though and executed. I wonder what he would think of all his many namesakes. BTW, this Jose Maria Morelos was in the state of Quintana Roo, which is a pretty cool name for a state honestly.