Saturday, December 03, 2011
12/12/93 – Yesterday we made it to San Carlos, Sonora, set up the trailer, and went to town (Guaymas – pronounced why-muss)) for Pollo Feliz. (pronounced po-yo fay-lease). It was a half a grilled chicken – absolutely super, like rotisserie chicken, with all the tortillas, chips, onions, lettuce, and salsa that anyone could eat. The cost was 12 pesos each, almost exactly $4 each, and it was an excellent meal.
Rene lead the A group yesterday and we went through a toll (cost me 16 pesos) but Charlie went around. One guy says he counted 22 topes (speed bumps on steroids) and seven or eight dips that the drove through (called vados). Anyway, McGogan, who was pulling a 29 foot Jayco trailer, had a really bad day when the A-frame broke off of his trailer. It just dropped to the ground in the middle of a busy 2 lane highway. We expect them next week sometime.
I signed up for a daily paper – the Arizona Daily Star (Tucson) for $30 for 30 days. It worked, and we got a Sunday paper today. Then the vendors showed up in force. I turned down some spiny lobsters that I nearly bought when I thought the price was for three kilos ($1.30/pound). The lady did say that, but when I peeled off three $10 peso notes, and showed a 100,000 peso note, the ($100 nuevo pesos) price went up to 25 pesos for one Kilo ($3.85/lb).
That’s still pretty good for lobster but I couldn’t go for tripling the price. Right now it is 3.09 to 3.10 new pesos to the dollar (it varies a little from day to day) or 3090 to 3100 old pesos to the dollar, written $3100. If Mexico hadn’t revalued the peso, I would have been a multi-millionaire instead of having a few thousand pesos.
This might turn out to be a really neat place – and then it might not. The one negative is the rent - $300 US for a month. That is equal to the most expensive parks we found – parks with clean facilities, heated swimming pools and hot tubs, all the electricity you could use, and water you could drink. This park is not full and the night club next door can be heard through closed windows at 2:30 AM.
Well, I’m off to the beach across the road. We are on the Sea of Cortez, or Gulf of Mexico, depending on who makes the map.