We spent the day in Oaxaca relaxing, munching our way through cafes and catching up for the first time with our families on Skype. Day of the Dead was still going strong throughout the city, with a continuation of yesterday's events.
We left the festivities behind to make head way on the route to Palenque. Unfortunately, the only way to accomplish the first 200km of trip was to endure 2 metre visibility, with rain, in the dark and over a mountain (with elevation reaching up to 3000 metres and sheer drops). After 3 hours we called it quits and parked on a make-shift construction area, only to be woken an hour later by some strange Mexican man having a staring contest with us, them finally ushering us to go. It was weird.