On our way to Tequila, a semi lost its trailer. It careened across the road in front of us and clobbered another truck on the other side. If we had been 5 seconds further along it would have wiped us ...
I harp the fact that it is accident prevention to focus on in Mexico not the ghost of Pancho Villa. Damaged knees, ankles and feet from cobblestone paved streets, holes in sidewalks. Pluck your magic twanger sidewalk guy wires holding up telephone poles. Insanely poured concrete steps, ski jump grade wheelchair ramps, awning braces plenty high enough for short Mexicans, and duck pond crosswalks. Quack quack, quack smack...