So we stayed with them for one more day but when we were finally ready to go (after very long packing) it was too late and Honza with Alenka convinced us to stay one more night.
Ok, the next day we were packed early in the morning, but again we found it hard to leave and again when we were finally ready to go, it was too late. Honza and Alenka were ok with that, I think they liked our company. So to not feel like we completely wasted this day (as if you can waste any of your days...), we drove to the Walmart and back to find out if our bicycles are ok and if we still can keep a balance :-). We still can :-) And Alenka cooked another "home" meal for us :-).
Next day, next morning we were as ready as possible... And finally it worked out, after many good byes and thanks to Honza and Alenka we left Mazatlán Marina. Our first trip was to Home Depot to buy machete. Than we had to find our way through crooked and full streets of Mazatlán to highway 15. After maybe one thousand speed bumps (called "tope" here, very common, very high and usually invisible) we became a part of traffic on highway 15, with all the benefits of company of noisy, smoky cars, motorcycles, trucks or buses and smell of burnt gasoline and horrible smell of roadkills (this day we saw mainly dogs and snakes). For about 16 km we were in crazy Mazatlán`s traffic. The highway was good, new with shoulder and with only small hills (which was good for us and our super heavy bikes). Landscape around us was so green, quite change to Baja. More trees; cardons could be seen very occasionally. Where it was possible, corn fields or mango orchards or fields with agave. Banana trees grow in the gardens. On our left side (the East) were mountain ranges like huge waves, slowly getting closer. The mountains were covered by green carpet of trees but unity of green was interrupted by many trees in pink blossom.
In front of town called Villa Union, young guy from South Korea caught up with us, he was also touring on bicycle, from Alaska to Argentina, so far he's been on the road about one year. His name was Yun.
In Villa Union the highway 15 splits into old and new highway. We decided to stay on the old one, thinking that there is less traffic. Well, probably it wasn't and it was without shoulder. After our lunch, when ready to go, police car suddenly stopped by us. The police guy asked us if everything was ok, if we'd had any troubles with Mexicans.
Later that day, after we got drinking water in small village Aqua Caliente (10 pesos for gallon) we found a place for camping between farm fields. It wasn't so easy to find a spot because of barbed wires which are everywhere. We enjoyed beautiful evening and saw"the leaves ants" for the first time.
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