After talking about taking the Tequila train from Guadalajara for a couple of years we finally rolled into the train station parking lot with a group of friends. Upon arrival in the lounge area, we were treated to various Mexican punches and a table laden with pastries. Oh yum, just what we needed to start our day! After wandering down the tracks to our car, we discovered we were to be attended to by a delightful hostess and waiters with a desire to pour as many margaritas, tequila sunrises, salty dogs, or pure shots, as we could possibly consume. Each car had it’s own bar, hostess and servers to be sure we were happy and wanted for nothing on this 2 hour journey from Guadalajara to the town of Tequila.
Our long black train wound through the mountains covered by millions of blue agave plants. Although there are around 200 varieties of agave plants, only the blue agave is used for tequila. These succulent plants require no watering, growing only from the nutrients in the soil along with any annual rainfall they are blessed with. Plants are not harvested until they are between 8 & 12 years old. Maintenance is simply to hack off the ends of each leaf as they can grow to 3 meters (almost 10 feet). Only the base, or the piña…pineapple, is used for the tequila; the remainder is used for propagation, and the pulp to make baskets and paper.
As we huffed our way into the station of Pueblita Magico de Tequila, (the magical town of Tequila) established in 1752, we found it to be a small town of only 42,000 residents and 27 distilleries. Like France’s regions of Champagne and Burgundy are proprietary of their champagne and burgundy. all tequila agave must be grown and processed in this region to legally carry the name. The quality standards are extremely high. Inferior production can be found along the roadside very inexpensively.
Cuervo is Spanish for crow, thus the Jose Cuervo distillery uses it for their logo. Statues of the big black birds are everywhere, including a live one that we swear was at least 3 feet tall, looking sinister in it’s huge iron cage. An annual procession through town is held from the various distilleries to the local cemetery to “bury bad humor”! Obviously with the rise in popularity for tequila worldwide, there should be absolutely no reason for bad humor!
Wandering through this charming town, we found shops selling by-products of the agave, along with artisans’ crafts, and many tequila tasting shops and the ever-present mom and pop restaurants.
Completing our day in Tequila before heading back to the train, we were treated to a dance performance by a brilliantly dressed, accomplished Mexican dance troupe, while we were served the smo-o-0-o-o-o-o-thest añejo tequila Cuervo makes.
The train journey back included more tequila drinks and sandwiches, while our hostess passed around old Mexican bingo cards which were the identical ones used in schools by one of our companions 75 years ago. It was way too much fun for everyone on the train. This was yet another terrific adventure in Mexico!