My first experience of the real Mexican taco came at about 9pm on 1st October 2005 in Guerrero Negro, a dusty town in the middle of Baja California, famous for salt production and whale spotting.
Having spent the previous 12 hours on a bus from Tijuana, I badly needed sustenance. My day had been spent it a state of perpetual worry, as I had managed to walk across the border without completing any formalities at all. I was illegally in Mexico. Not the best way to begin my first solo travelling …

I’ve decided to do a series of random photo posts, highlighting a good day or excursion from my travels.
The first in the series comes from the Copper Canyon in Mexico, taken only a week or two into the 11 month Latin America trip. The train from Los Mochis to Creel is a must-do for anyone in the area.

Read the blog entry by clicking here.

The route at the beginning of the trip through Mexico …..
Then into Central America …..
And finally into South America …..

Day 217 – Monday 24th April 2006
I think it was a 4.30am get up as we needed to catch our train to Machu Picchu at 5.30am. Staggering half asleep through the streets of Cusco as they were just beginning to fill with people we found the train station easily, aware that for the past few days we had been coming home at this time rather than just getting up and starting the day.