Mazatlán and the coast

We did not expect the ferry to be quite the adventure that it was. Early Saturday morning we headed to La Paz, and then right through the city to get to the ferry terminal.  Fortunately the Banjercito there was open, because we needed to purchase a vehicle permit for mainland Mexico and would not be allowed on the ferry without it.  The young clerk spoke little English but was very cheerful and thorough. Our Manitoba vehicle registration lists our address as NW-29-10-20W, that being our legal land description. This causes us issues in Canada, and she was no less confused. Continue reading “Mazatlán and the coast”

Hola Mexico!

We have spent one week in Mexico and are enjoying every minute. Our entrance was a bit bumpy though. We crossed the border east of Tijuana, at Tecate. Parking on the U.S. side, we walked in to Mexico to get our tourist permits. The Mexican official was quite jovial, helping us with the paperwork, and even lending Bob his red rimmed reading glasses. On the side he sold bottles of salsa (his grandmothers favorite) and honey (from his home town). We bought both.   Continue reading “Hola Mexico!”

Tsunami anyone?

As soon as we hit the coastal road we started seeing tsunami warning signs.    Lots of them.  And we also noticed signs indicating tsunami exit routes, but the roadways they pointed to seemed impossibly narrow.  How would all the cars get up that narrow roadway and not get into a traffic jam?  And then everyone would die sitting in their cars.  In all of our planning we had not prepared for this.  Guess what?  You don’t take your car!  As soon as the alarm is sounded, or the earth stops shaking, whichever comes first, you run for the exit route.  Yes, on foot.  No kidding.  I will need to work on my running. Continue reading “Tsunami anyone?”