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October 12, 2009
Itinerary
I have registered my travel plans with the U.S. Embassy. I have the phone number to the Green Angels programmed into my cell phone. I intend to keep the website updated as to my location as I move down the Baja peninsula. Time permitting, I will drive from Mission Valley, San Diego and spend Monday night in Ensenada.
If possible, I'll post every night to indicate my location and travel plans. If I don't have internet access, but my phone is working, then I'll work with Robert Racansky to post some type of update. If I do not have cell phone coverage, or internet access, then I suppose that I may go a day or so without any updates.
I do not have any real concerns about my safety on this trip. I believe that my greatest risk is having a motorcycle accident, which I judge to be extremely slim. I may have to pay some fees to the police, but I should be able to handle this without spending any time in prison. However, I'm not planning on doing anything to attract the attention of the police.
The biggest wrinkle in the entire plan is that I'm having some difficulty with the DMV in California getting the title transferred into my name. However, they have assigned me a temporary permit which is good through the end of the month. So, I think that I should be OK. I may have to rent a truck to haul the motorcycle back into the United States, as the bike is certainly not street legal, but I don't think there will be any challenges to the ownership of the bike.
Posted by Rob Kiser on October 12, 2009 at 12:41 AM
Comments
If I don't hear from you on a regular basis, can I make stuff up?
But, who has time to make stuff up? I'll just plagiarize from Fred Reed's "Horror in Mexico" (column #425):
Day 1: “We have been hearing gunfire in the hills but figure it is just narcos settling accounts. It has happened before.�
Day 2: “Explosions in the hills last night. Probably RPGs.�
Day 3: “Peter Johnson is dead, presumably from food poisoning from bad mocha at the coffee shop on the plaza. Our group of Americans no longer leave our houses. We are cut off.�
Day 4: “A policeman was shot to death by narcos this morning in the plaza, apparently to steal his cocaine. The water-treatment plant has stopped working. We fear plagues.�
Day 5: “I am alone. Even the government is attacking us. The helicopter of the Mexican air force dropped a load of cheap plaster bulls on the house. One hit my wife on the head. I was able to bury her decently because the sewage overflow from the water treatment plant has drowned the wild dogs.�
Day 6: “We are doomed. This will be my last entry. The sewage has reached the front gate and feral possums have come from the hills to feed on corpses. If anyone finds this, tell my daughters in Spokane goodbye. For God’s sake stay away from Mexico. The possums are coming….�
Posted by: Robert Racansky on October 12, 2009 at 6:46 PM