After the conference, I continued my trend of hitching rides with other offices, and this time returned with the delegation in
The road up to SLP had been flooded the whole week and there were still some portions under a significant amount of water as well as a bunch of over turned trucks. At some point too, we got sandwiched in the middle of a long line of about 25 pick-up trucks, each one with about 5 men all carrying large guns. We’re gonna just hope that they were police officers out of uniform, but it was a tense 20 min until they had all passed us.
SLP is a cute colonial city that has a bunch of nice plazas, parks, churches, and museums. So Saturday was the normal wander around and see the city, the train station, candy store…. followed by a sushi dinner with some fellow vols (1st time for sushi in a very very long time….).
Sunday morning, there were old cars on display outside the regional museum. As we were looking at all of them, we started chatting with the owner of one of the cars and a few minutes later were seated in a 1929 Ford and leaving on a small parade through the downtown area. Turns out the guy we talked to was the president of the antique car association in SLP and the organizer of the event. According to him there are only 3 things that really matter in life: women, old cars, and beautiful buildings (can you guess what his profession is??). I have never really been that into old cars, but riding in the front seat of one, definitely gives you a different view of the hobby and the cars.
Sunday afternoon I headed back to Puebla (about 7ish hours) and this time instead of a hot dog truck, a candy truck had fallen off a cliff on the highway, but before it went all the way to the ravine, part of its cargo of candy had been deposited and so of course most of the traffic jam was caused by traffic stopped to collect boxes of candy.


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