Today was... AWFUL. No.... beyond awful. No... awful was eating todays DUST... :-( AWFUL: Getting super dressed up and driving into the city to meet with someone... and literally driving around ALL DAY lost, unable to find the place. Being super close at least 6 times but, thanks to the atrocious signage system and all the one-ways... driving around lost ALL DAY. REALLY AWFUL: Being lost on a major 4-lane one-way highway, scanning from side to side looking for signs to give you a clue as to where you are... and looking up suddenly to find 4 lanes of oncoming traffic headed STRAIGHT TOWARD YOU... because the mentally unstable civil engineers just decided to end the traffic one way and start it up a new way at an intersection in the middle of the highway, with no warning whatsoever. :-( BEYOND AWFUL: Driving around lost and having your car overheat. Having the lever to open the hood be busted, so that you have to use pliers to open it.. and not carrying pliers in your car.... AWFUL EATING TODAYS DUST: After adding water and getting on your way... and having your car overheat again... and again... at 15 min intervals. As your car is consistently overheating every 15 min... being at least 1 1/2 hours from home.... lost... carrying virtually no money.... ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!!? Giving up and just praying to make it home with your vehicle. Getting hopelessly lost trying to find the freeway you need IN THE DIRECTION YOU NEED (since overpasses virtually do not exist). As you are driving around hopelessly lost searching for the freeway... driving RIGHT BY the place that has eluded you ALL DAY... about a half hour after the person you were supposed to see has gone. KEY LEARNINGS FROM THIS AWFUL DAY: 1) Apparently the Mexican civil engineers are some sick, psychotic freaks who are into gaslighting. ANY STREET can randomly have multiple names, which will be used interchangeably by both the signage system and helpful people who try and give you directions. But nowhere will you be told this. So Rio Churubusco is also called Circuito Interior, which is also called Circuito Becentenario. Eje 6 is also named Trabajaores Sociales, which is also called Playa Pie de la Cuesta, which is ALSO named Cardiologos. Any one of these names can appear on a sign here, and 100 meters ahead one of its OTHER names will be used. Which will lead you to get onto Rio Churubusco, then think you somehow took a wrong turn when you are now on Circuito Becentenario...which will cause you to get off and look for the correct street...which you were on all along...which will REALLY SUCK because now all the streets are one-way and have median dividers and there are no overpasses and you will NEVER find your way back... 2) Apparently, they put the very few street name signs that exist in Mexico on the streets the OPPOSITE WAY that they do in the U.S. So when you come to an intersection, and there is a street name sign up by the stoplight... it is telling you what street you are ON, not the name of that cross-street....Ah!!!! Handy thing to finally figure out!!! 3) Large, glaring one-way arrows painted in the lanes can apparently be ignored... as ALL the traffic on a street is going against them... even though you have a queer, dropping feeling in your stomach as you drive over them... 4) After driving around lost for over 4 hours, one can be fervently thankful for even the FILTHIEST restroom you have EVER SEEN or even DREAMED of... 5) If you need pliers to pop the hood of your car...keep pliers in your car. 6) If your car is overheating... buy the 6 liter water jug for $21 the FIRST time... instead of multiple liters at $10.50 ea.... BLESSINGS I AM GRATEFUL FOR ON THIS AWFUL DAY: 1) The two unlikely angels who crossed by path and literally saved my bacon: an unwashed, unshaven, one-legged, wheelchair-bound beggar, and an equally unwashed, grease-covered mechanic, both of whom unselfishly rescued me from my overheating car AND gave me explicit directions which got me semi-unlost without asking for anything in return, and without whom I would never have made it home. 2) The filthiest restroom I have ever even imagined. 3) That the overheating issue is not a terrifying, money-sucking mechanical failure, but rather a short in a wire to the fan, which my unlikely mechanic angel tightened up for me and said it would get me home (which it did), and that it will be a very minor thing to have fixed. 4) Me and my vehicle being safely home 5) My grungy clothes 6) Pizza, ice cream and Law and Order: SVU on Netflix... :-P :-P
Posted on: Mon, 15 Dec 2014 23:26:45 +0000
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