El viaje

because any longer would be a waste of time. But lets start at the beginning.

Good morning sunshine!

We woke up early because of all the yummy worms you can catch at that hour…so revitalized and with a couple of good recommendations from our good friend Steve (dont worry , his ugly face will appear here soon enough) we got back on the road.

After one or two hours of my daily karate workout ,of course.

Same scenery, fruits, bays and suddenly tons of military & police, we knew we must get closer to Acapulco now. As we entered:

Yes yes it is Acapulco but the golden days are long gone. The city literally stinks, people drive aggressively and you constantly have the feeling someone is going to jump your car any moment. Police and Military on practically every corner. More military then police. All armed to the teeth..Apart from the stench you can actually smell and see the corruption.

So decision made, lets check the beachwalk and get the freak outta here. Drive by in Acapulco so to speak…

The only problem was that we really need to wash Jim and our clothes. I dont want to get into too much detail about the clothes but Jim was covered under 3 cm of dust, bird poo und other unexplainable matter.

At least one of those problems we could solve on the fly.

Lunch while waiting. Generously filled Carnitas Tacos. Boom!

Jims new haircut suits him excellently and only cost us 100 pesos (inside cleanage included)

Since a couple of people asked. We paid 3000 us dolares for him. 600 for tires, 250 breaks, discs, oil changes etc. 200 for a bluetooth stereo around 500 for the papers in the states and another 250 for the useless temporary import bullshit for getting on the boat. So roughly around 5000.

So far the only Problem we had with good ol‘ Jimmy is the fact that the emergency lights only work sometimes.

Oh and maybe the fact that when you pull the keys after the engine runs, it actually continues to run. Technically you do not need a key to drive the beast 🙂

Anyway we turn two corners and , what do you know, stopped by the police for,apparently , turning on a red light. Only that the car who was behind us did not get stopped.

So of course after a big show and „ Give us your driving license and registration papers“ (which you should NEVER do) we could solve the problem by handing over some covered efectivo and off we drove. Motherfuckers!

It is weird and a concept most western people do not understand. As soon as we see police here we start feeling unsafe. Military is ok even though they have bigger guns but they have different chicken to fry and usually just wink at you when passing their checkpoints.

Getting out of Acapulco we saw the last remnants of its former glory but even that did not lift our mood. We felt dirty while driving a clean car…

We decided to drive as far away as we can today even though both having had the urge to wash away the sins from our filthy bodys. We have 2 hours until sundown. That should be enough. What a shit show…

Back to country roads and fruit vibes.

Following Steves advice we went to the beautiful and quiet little town of Marquelia.

Kids back on the road. Good sign!

And around two corners ( apparently that’s all the corners in Marquelia) this:

Cheap, clean and no guns! We take it!

Happy campers again.

Gracias Steve, Steve!