First of all travel time. Better in spring in Tabasco, seconds we're getting rid of our piece-of-shit Specialized Armadillo tyres, which got their name obviously because you see them mostly flat alongside the road. Thirds: we only carry one dog, Canela disappeared, to our joy, not long after our last tour. Maybe not the travel type.
And fourth but not least, we leave way before our visa expires so there's plenty of room for side tours, relaxing and general laziness.