Along the way, we passed by a dramatic weed control fire.
The expansive countryside was pastoral but dry. The only extraordinary pause was a red “kelp cutter” harvesting a swath of algae off the surface of shallow Lake Cuitzeo with a skimmer.
It occurred to me that we were nearing the Monarch Preserve, so we drove off onto smaller roads and had a fantastic sampling of seafood tostadas in Maravatio, then drove up to one of the villages (Senguio) near the reserve.
From the campground, it was another hour by transport, plus 30 minutes, and at 4:00pm, it was too late to go. If we had planned for this destination and left earlier, and skipped Morelia, we would have seen something spectacular.
En route from Senguio to Toluca, we passed through some attractive countryside on two-lane highways, and I will want to make Tlalpujahua a destination someday.
Reconnecting with the toll roads at Atlacomulco, we pressed onward towards Toluca, diverted around the city to Lerma, and we arrived in Mexico around 7:00pm. Unfortunately, when offered the sudden option of taking the libramiento to the municipality of Naucalpan, I directed Susie to stay on the toll road towards Santa Fe which took us down towards the primary entrance to Mexico instead of staying in the Lomas above the Federal District. Approaching the Y-junction of Reforma and Constituyentes lost us all of the advantage of continuing on to Naucalpan and the Interlomas heights, and we got stuck in a major traffic jam. By the time we met up with my first cousin, Raquel Bazan de Magriso, at the Bosques Plaza VIPS at 8:00pm, we were the last customers, but we got to sit and chat and enjoy some wonderful tortilla soup and pozole. However, the enchiladas Suizas were terrible. Unable to reach Chema, we arrived at Alberto’s house at 10:00pm, and were asleep by 10:30pm.