Ibis and I were running errands Tuesday afternoon when we noticed a bit of a traffic jam up ahead. That's not a very common occurrence here in Zihua, so a line of red taillights really stands out. (Especially because half the cars here don't have functioning taillights.)
We approached with caution, half expecting a police truck to zoom through the cars like one did earlier in the afternoon. When that happened I commented to Ibis that "this is what people probably imagine when they think about Mexican traffic." In that particular instance we were at a junction where cars merge from the left AND right into a middle street, and half the people merging want to cross all the traffic to get to the complete opposite side. Add to that a police truck with flashing lights, a loud siren, and a muscular cop with his machine gun ready, and things come to a halt.
But that wasn't what was going on this time.
What originally looked like a slow-moving bus turned out to be a fancy motor home towing a car. From Quebec.
"Wow, Quebec," we both said, marveling at how far these crazy tourists had traveled.
Then we noticed another, similar vehicle in front of it.
"Hey, they're from Quebec, too."
After about the fourth one we confirmed that they must all be traveling together. There were ten HUGe motor homes, all towing cars and some with bicycles strapped to the back, easing their way through Zihua. This unleashed a zillion questions from me, most importantly:
"How do they all stay together when going through towns like this, especially at lights?"