Things Got Worse...

This is the last photo I took before it got dark, and it pretty accurately conveys the level of hospitality I found for the next 200 miles. I broke the biggest ground rule I established for this trip by riding at night. Well, at least I was alone, no one knew where I was, the road was bad, banditos were lurking, a thunderstorm raged, and a car chased me for 20 miles before its single headlight vanished in the darkness. I don´t know what was really going on, just that I passed this car like I passed a hundred other cars on this road, but this one gave chase and was clearly trying to run me off the road. In the midst of the chase, I rode past a car that had apparently just run off the road, flipped over and was still on fire. My own personal safety prevented me from stopping and checking on the occupants. It was quite surreal...