Bernal

A group of 8 friends and I all decided to catch a bus from Queretaro to Bernal, about a 40 min. drive if my memory serves me correct. We got there knowing that we just took the last bus that ran from Bernal – Queretaro area. We hiked up the rock peak (which name completely escapes me at the moment). The trek to the top is worth the absolutely stunning view of the desert valley. When we descended, we decided to grab a quick bite to eat a road-side taco vendor (gotta love the 3 peso/tacos)! When we realized we had no way back, the vendor operator told us of a taxi driver who lives down the road a block or two, that we could knock on his door and offer to pay. As we were contemplating our options (no luck with the so-called Taxi Driver, he wasn’t around), we ended up flagging down a big-rig truck headed back the direction we wanted. He said he would drop us off at the side of the highway by the bus station in Queretaro. We offered to pay him when he let us off, but he instead he said “No, no, no! Please, don’t worry about it! Welcome to Mexico!” Northamericans take for granted this kind of hospitality. Not all Mexicans are serial-killing rapists or thieves that are trying to scam you!

See San Luis Potosi for another story on Mexican hospitality.