We decided it would be easier to do things with my mother and brother if we moved to Tachos Trailer Park in Puerto Vallarta. It is very close to the airport and the marina area where they would be staying. The one hour drive back and forth from Lo De Marcos most days would be too difficult. First, there is 20 miles of a two lane winding and hilly road to traverse that used to be easy. But now that there is an up and coming Mexican middle class, more people are driving to Puerto Vallarta from Guadalajara on this road. And many of these are young people with low and fast cars that travel in groups and naturally the first in line has to show how macho he is making this stretch the scariest and most dangerous we have encountered in all of Mexico. All the crosses at the edge of the highway can attest to that.
Then there are 15 miles of four lane roads with lateral roads on each side that oversized vehicles must drive on. The problem is that the laterals start and end constantly. I drove the Tracker and Steve followed me. I very carefully got off onto each lateral but I skipped one that looked more like an exit for a shopping center. Steve was immediately pulled over by the Banderas Bay Transito police and I parked at a gas station and waited. The policeman took Steve’s license and gave him a citation and told him he could get his license back the next day when he paid the ticket.
We arrived at Tachos and were assigned a nice site next to the pool under many shade trees with this nice view. Tachos is a huge park with 150 sites and is fairly full of people from Quebec. They sure have beautiful motor homes. Most come down in caravans and are escorted by a Mexican Green Angels truck for the entire trip. I am really, really curious if each and every one of their large and beautiful motor homes has to get off onto the sometimes very small, pot holed, congested with parked cars, dirty, lateral roads. I seriously doubt it.
This pool area gets a lot of use. The Quebecers have line dancing lessons a few nights a week with some very nice music of the variety that you can either listen to or tune out, which is often not the case in Mexico. There were also exercises classes many mornings in the pool. Internet is only available at the pool area and the big palapa area has plugs for computers.
Not sure of where to go to pay the traffic ticket, Steve asked the manager for directions. He called someone who told in turn talked to Steve and told him to give the ticket to the manager and not to worry. The next day the manager came with Steve’s drivers license and a copy of the paid ticket at a much reduced amount.
That same morning, my mother and brother Patrick were getting a ride to the airport in Denver for the non-stop flight to Puerto Vallarta. Then I received a text message from a niece stating my brother wasn’t coming because there was a problem with his passport and he wasn’t allowed on the plane. All I could think of was that he was somehow mistakenly put on the No Fly List. But why? So I came to the conclusion it was because Patrick has a very Irish and common first and last name that perhaps also belongs to someone in the Northern Ireland IRA. I tried to call my mother before she got on the plane but she has had an ongoing problem figuring out that her phone must be turned on for her to receive calls.
She arrived safely and we got the story on what happened. Patrick’s passport had expired so he applied for a Passport Card instead of a real passport for about 1/4 the cost. Passport Cards can only be used for Canada, Mexico, and the Caribbean when traveling in a motor vehicle or by cruise ship. To Frontier Airlines’ credit they took a lot of time making phone calls trying to get an exception for Pat but no go. They did readily refund the cost of his ticket and he made his way back to Colorado Springs by shuttle because his ride had left. What a shame! Especially after he did the planning and booking.
We stopped at a restaurant for dinner and then took mom to her hotel to check in. She had gotten up very early and just wanted to sleep so we all called it a day.