On The Road Again

Today we traveled back to Zihuatanjo after our vacation in Guanajuato. We bought tickets the previous day for the first part of our bus trip home, but I chose to wait until we arrived in Morelia to buy them for the final leg. We rolled up to the Autoviás ticket counter with over an hour to spare, but he had trouble finding two seats together. I knew my wife was getting a little worried, but he finally found space in, what looked to my uneducated eye, the front of the bus (a double-decked panorama style) on the second floor. We couldn't understand why they were still available, but snapped them up.

This photo shows why perhaps those particular seats go unwanted. We are clearly on the "wrong" side of a double yellow line, passing a long semi-truck (which when it reached the stopped Army convey in the near distance began edging into our lane), and I can see, from my extra high vantage point) a bus coming (blurry white blob just below the overpass). This was not an isolated incident, but seemed to happen with great regularity. Fortunately, everyone on Mexican roads behaves, both lanes make extensive use of the shoulders and two lanes magically become three (and in a pinch, four).