Everyone is bitching about the baches, the potholes in the roads. The rains made many roads almost impassable and those that were passable had some monster potholes in them. One drives watching the car in front of you, to swerve when they do, and the five meters right in front of you, in case they miss something. There was just a story in one of the local papers about how businesses working on suspension systems and tires were doing a bang up business. I was going to link to it, but..... I didn't.
So it was only fitting that I would hit a bache perfecto and dent the hell out of my front right rim. The tire went slightly flat and the car expressed a bit of a pained sigh, but it kept going. One thing about oaxaqueños is that if they notice anything wrong with your car, they will point it out to you. So even though I only had a couple of kilometers to go, numerous people signaled me and pointed at my tire.
This morning I took it to a place I knew on the Pan-American highway, just down the road and it is being fixed as I write. It helps to be a gringo sometimes. We stand out here. These guys always remember me and are so friendly. And they do good work, too. Tires and suspension will all get treated right.
Everyone has these (mis)adventures all the time here, because the roads do such a number on cars, but there are so many repair places and the prices are so low, it is almost fun to get things fixed. I will happily walk back and pick it up in a few hours. Ojala!
UPDATE: Total success!!
Santo Domingo
The view from Corazon del Pueblo
The hereafter re me
- Christopher Stowens
- Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
- Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler
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