The wonderful village of Comala, 10 miles outside of Colima, lies in the shadow of the active Volcán de Colima.

In the afternoon we enjoyed one of the bars around the town square in Comala noted for their endless tasty tapas that come free with (pricey) drinks. There we met Raphael and his siblings who were visiting their hometown from the US where they now live. They insisted that we HAD to experience Leche Caliente with them early the following morning and it all sounded too good to pass up so we crashed on their mother's floor that night.

Early the next morning our new friends took us for Leche Caliente as promised. At dawn we drove to a small nearby dairy farm armed with the necessary ingredients: alcohol (clearly only the most generic kind will do), and a mix of ground up chocolate and sugar. Only one thing was missing…

… the final ingredient, udderly fresh milk. This was the first time we had ever had (unpasturized) milk straight from the cow (though it's common in Mexico) and it was great. Breakfast of champions!

We drove to Nevado de Colima National Park and climbed to over 12,200 feet to the top which afforded this view of the nearby, very active Volcan de Colima. From here we drove more than three hours down to the coast, descending over 12,000 feet which is the biggest one day drop in elevation we've ever had. Out of the ice chest and into the frying pan.