Even if you take the toll highway from Monterrey to Mexico City, which is well-tended, less crowded, and a generally smoother experience, you will still have the chance to pass herds of goats wandering in the slow lane and vehicles in weirdly legal states of decomposition. To mention this fact isn’t to suggest that Mexico is a primitive or what you’d call a “developing” country, just that the levels of permission here are on an order different than what you are used to in your home country, if your home country is the United States. If you have need to move your flock of goats along a high-speed roadway, go to it; if you want to assemble the undercarriage and engine of your vehicle in one place and the body and interior in another hundreds of miles away, feel free to improvise a wooden driver’s seat and take off, friend. We will just keep moving alongside. Continue reading “Getting To Know You”
