Monday the 22nd - Chilpancingo

In promotion mode again, we drive towards Chilpancingo, a town in the state of Guerrero, the same state where the Papagayo is located. The University of Chilpancingo surveyed the area and completed a number of environmental impact studies on ‘La Parota’ , the dam project.

El “Negro” (Juan Carlos), a local friend, jumped in Laura and came with us to help promote the race.

We only had time to spend one day in this University, but we were sure that we would get at least one team, since the University had been so interested in the future of the river and the dam in their studies. As it turns out, we didn’t get one single person from this university to attend. Maybe it was because the average income in this area is lower than in Mexico City, maybe they really wanted the dam to be built, or maybe they were just not interested.



One of the things that we hated in Mexico was the amount of garbage or rubbish (basura in Spanish). There are piles of it everywhere, even in the universities, littering the entrance of the main campus. Do the students not care? The professors? Does anyone care, we wonder. It just looks awful.

After a long day spent talking to hundreds of students we hopped on the road again to return to Cuernavaca. It started to rain heavily, and lightning would spark the highway, showing us the rocks that had fallen from the side of the mountain. It felt like a video game, except we only had one life. No chances to press “Restart”.