Tope! Tope! Tope!

Ah yes, these are the words that occasionally get screamed as one approaches some unforeseen tope or speed bump, which are everywhere in Mexico.  They can be smooth or bone jarring, not to mention what they do to the car.  So I find it humorous that there are many more of them here now, especially in the wealthiest suburbs.

Of course, they are much less bone jarring, barely a blip, but they still work,  One has to slow down.  And many are flashing little LED's powered by solar panels.  However, I'm back to the real thing mañana.  Here's hoping all the protests, blockades and vandalism at the airport left my humble car intact.