Bureaucracy for hours at the border, corrupt police and first dead guy on the road at your first day? Buenvenido Mexico!

We got up early in the morning, had a little breakfast and then we started heading to the border of Mexico in Tecate. Of course everybody was a bit nervous. New country, other language and nobody knows, what will happen. First we got the stamp from the US customs for our Carnet de Passage, that we are leaving south. Then we continued to the Mexican side.

The officer, who inspected our van, was busier to take pictures for private, than to check what we have with us. Usually food is forbidden to carry over border and we said in case they conserve it, we throw it away at the border. Milk, fruits, ham, eggs and plenty of other stuff was no problem. They were just smiling and wondering, how this kind of Austrian vehicle came here to Mexico.

Until this point our worse Spanish was no problem, but then the show began. You have to find a parking lot outside the area and then you have to come back for the visa and the permit to drive with your car in Mexico.

From the visa office they send you to the bank to pay 28 $ for visa; then back to the visa office to fill out a form; get out to make to copies at a pharmacy (others who speak Spanish well get the copies in the visa office); back to the bank, who need the copies; discussing about the car permit, because it is not a official motor home; get out to the pharmacy to make copies of the carnet, passport and vehicle registration; back to the bank to pay 58 $ for the car permit; then discussing nearly one hour with a head officer to get a stamp for our carnet de passage, which they had never seen before. Thank you ÖAMTC and ADAC for wrong information, taking plenty of money and giving as a document, who nobody knows in the countries we’ve been! So much stress and shit for nothing!

After 3 ½ hours we were ready to continue :-P. We changed our dollars to pesos which we had left, ate a burrito and bought the most necessary goods we needed in an Oxxo store. It seemed everything costs at least the half than in US. Then we entered the crazy traffic: Nearly every driver does what he wants, unknown signs, the metric system again and rough roads. We just drove 2 km, when the police signalized us to stop. Oh my god, what’s up now!

We shall have passed a crossroad with yellow-red traffic lights.  When we crossed, the traffic light began to blink green like it is usual in Austria. It was maybe yellow when we passed the intersection, but we are only stupid tourists. We had stopped and were talking with the officer, when Kali put away the seat belt to get all of the required papers. The officer said, it is law to buckle up and this is normally a second ticket. Such a son of a …. He tried to charge us 1300 pesos and we have to go to the office ten minutes away for paying the fee. No way to pay right at this place. After discussing quarter an hour and 200 pesos into his pocket he let us go.

Today we know, the speed signs are just a recommendation and you don’t have to stop at every stop sign. Usually the speed limit is 60 km/h (35 mph) in the cities and 80 km/h (about 50 mph) outside. That day it took 3 ½ hours for 150 km to our destination, a campsite between Ensenada and La Bufadora. On the way a biker had a crash with a truck and we just saw the dead body covered with a blanket. It was such a goose bumps feeling when you also love this sport and your motor cycle is waiting at home.

When we put the engine off at our campsite by a lagoon for 100 pesos close to 7:30 pm, we were so glad to arrive. Long strenuous day with so many new impressions! Three beers pushed us down and done with the day we were ready to sleep well. Next morning we decided to stay one day longer there. We did some reading, learning Spanish and relaxing.

In the afternoon we went to Ensenada to fill up our storage, tried a different McDonald’s and headed to La Bufadora, where you can see a natural ocean geyser. When the waves hit the coast, water is spreading up into the air. It was nice, not spectacular, but the street to get there is full with sale stalls. If it is a tourist trap or not is everybody’s decision. You don’t have to buy anything.

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