It was nothing special, but Hermosillo has become the place where we spent the longest time, till now. A quite prison where we alternated happy, boring and sad moments, in a typically Latin American mix. We met a lot of local people, no tourists and we lowered ourselves in this new Mexican life… we are definitely ready to become nomads, once more. We will smile thinking about the 50 degrees of the first days and about the floods of the last ones. In the meantime, the super-salted “carne asada”, the tasteful juices of our friends (“La Resaca” restaurant, ask to local people about it) and the totally unreliable information we received in the street. We say goodbye to the cacti, we need green forests to breath again.

Mission completed! As the local newspaper says, we have been successful in bringing the water in the desert, too: “¡Tormenton! Una lluvia extraordinaria de setenta milimetros en la capital Hermosillo. Desde hace cuatro años no caia una precipitacion tan fuerte”. Coming the clouds from New Mexico, as we did, they probably followed us, we should resign ourselves… now it is still raining and many people thank us on the street. As the last two weeks, we are still in the Northern Mexico, waiting for news and collecting information before leaving through the south, in a few days.