My two sons and I departed Phoenix, Arizona on December 10, 2009. Dan had come all of the way from Tokyo, Japan and John from Tampa, Florida to join their dad on his quest to get cheap transportation back to our home on the hill at 5,400 feet, overlooking Lake Chapala, Jalisco. Mexico.
The van is a 1993 Mazda MPV (Multi- Purpose Vehicle) with 170,00 miles on the odometer. I paid $950 US dollars for it because it needed some work. I spent another $85.00 on parts and $260.00 on labor to get it into shape for the trip. The van had new tires and brakes, courtesy of the previous owner. I had loaded the car up with things for our Mexican home, gifts for friends, a notebook computer, tools, a Haynes repair manual for the vehicle, food and emergency supplies. I carried a US cell phone and two pay-as-you-go Mexican cell phones.
I packed the bean and chorizo burritos that my wife had made, into the cooler, kissed her goodbye and headed to the airport to pick up my two adult sons. I had a 24 pack of pint sized bottles of water in the cooler along with three containers of frozen tapwater for cooling.
After family greetings at the airport, We were on the road from Phoenix before 11:00 in the morning. This was perfect, because I wanted to cross the Mexican border before 3:00 to allow mostly daylight driving to Guaymas/San Carlos Sonora, Mexico.
It took us a couple of hours to clear Mexican customs (Aduana) and Immigration. When we finally got the paperwork together, we drew the Red (Revision) light meaning that we had to get a physical inspection of the almost fully loaded minivan. The inspector opened two suitcases and two sealed boxes of items that I was bringing to our young accountant, Alma, in Chapala. She helps us a lot with government paperwork including IMSS (Social Seguridad) Healthcare for ourselves and the workers that we hire for construction and maintenance. The boxes that he opened were from Victoria’s Secret and Banana Republic. The suitcases belonged to my sons.
On the first fill up outside, Tucson, the little van was getting 20.5 mpg. We had one disconcerting problem. At the truck stop, the van would not start when we returned from our rest stop. After several tries, it finally started.
On the second fill up in Mexico, we recorded 21.09 the trip’s high mileage. This was not too bad for a 3.0 liter V6 fully loaded van. It helped that we had no roof rack and no luggage above. the van has an automatic three speed plus overdrive transmission. It can start off in any gear except the fourth overdrive gear. There is a power/economy button on the shift lever, whose sole function, I believe is to block out overdrive. This feature might be useful in climbing or in decending steep grades, but we never used it.
My two sons and myself, as well, appreciated the burritos lovingly handmade by my wife. It was breakfast for one and lunch for Dan from Japan. He slept a lot, rewinding his biological clock. Japan is 14 hours ahead of Phoenix. Although he did get a short night’s rest in San Francisco, it is a long tiring trip from his home in Japan, far south of Tokyo.
The van was driving well, the company was pleasant as I drove, the first day to our night’s destination, the Hotel (motel) Santa Rita just north of the city of Guaymas. This is a place where my my wife and I usually stopped on our many past trips to our home, south of Guadalajara. The Santa Rita was always clean and reasonably priced. We arrived on this trip, well after dark. Although it is advisable for tourists and non-commercial drivers to avoid night driving in Mexico. Long stretches of unlighted highway may have such hazards as wild animals, livestock, disabled vehicles, rocks in the road or bicyclists with no lights or reflectors. We narrowly missed what I think was a coyote or possibly a yellow dog, the ultimate mongrel, according to an article that I read long ago. If you mix a lot of different breeds, you get a skinny, little, generic yellow dog. It really helps to use the high beams when there is no oncoming traffic and the lane ahead has no nearby vehicle.
When we reached the motel to rest for the night, a three double bed room cost $650 pesos. This was quite a bit more than my wife and I usually pay. A room for two is currently $450 pesos. The air-conditioned room was clean and comfortable, although my sons thought that it was somewhat musty. The old man in the room could not smell that. Perhaps because it was too cool for the A/C, moisture had accumulated in the room. Anyway, we all slept soundly until 7:00 the next day.
Early the next morning, I arose with the sun and checked under the hood for the source of the electrical problems. I found that the ground battery cable was loose. It had been tightened all of the way, but the battery post was smaller than closed inner terminal circumference. I asked myself what would McGuyver have done? I loosened the terminal as far as the bolt would allow without losing the nut. Next, I took a US penny and flattened it thinner with a claw hammer on a hard concrete curb. Then, I wrapped it around one side of the battery post, hammering it in tight between the terminal and post. I tightened the terminal nut onto the bolt. This cured the electrical problems.
The only other mechanical problem that we had was that day before we reached Mazatlan. A bad gasoline odor developed. It was worse when we pulled off the highway after running at high speeds. I had driven the minivan at no more than 70 miles per hour, but my sons when they drove, sometimes topped 80 mph on the good Mexican toll roads. This was probably not the cause of the gas leak which was five of the six fuel injectors leaking around the O-ring seals to the engine. We pushed on to Mazatlan, arriving just before dark.
We spent a pleasant night in Mazatlan. The Cabinas al Mar four bed suite on the old Malecon across from the beach was only $450 pesos. It included a bath, kitchenette with refrigerator and a two burner propane cook-top. We asked the driver of the open air VW taxi (Pulmonia) where to eat, so he took us to his favorite Restaurante, the Restaurant la Costa Marinero. At first, I believed that he took us there because it was likely the farthest restaurant on the Zona Dorado. After we ate the good, reasonably priced fish entrees, I decided that the taxi driver was really OK. .
On the next day we had a shorter drive into Guadalajara and then Chapala, less than eight hours total.
My Bricklayer/Handyman/Gardener/Mechanic, Luis, got quotes on having the Van repaired in Chapala. I had visions of a large repair bill. My repair manual indicated that O-Rings and various gaskets including the air intake plenum would have to be replaced. The gaskets and parts totaled more than $50.00 US dollars on the AutoZone website. I was afraid that they would likely have to be ordered from the States. However, Luis was able to get a low bid of $400 pesos. I do not know how the mechanics fixed the car without buying the expensive gaskets. It is likely that they used automotive silicone sealant. I really do not care. The car is now running driving fine. After the van was fixed, one of my sons skidded into a black cow crossing the dark road to our colonos (neighborhood). I did warn them about the local problem of black cows on dark roads. The only damage done was a broken turn signal lens. So far I have not found a replacement. An on-line search of junkyards in the States indicated that they want to sell the whole lamp assembly not the lens. I will get one when I get back to Phoenix to spend Christmas with my wife. The cow was not injured by the collision. It scampered away into the darkness, I am told.
I was happy to have shared this mini-adventure with two of my five adult children.
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