This'll be our third night at the Oaxaca Trailer Park. We found it easily with Siri's help on our iPhone. Entry would have been more difficult in a 40 footer because of all of the cars parked, and yes, double parked inside and outside the gate. Walled in and gated, night watchman, feels secure and roomy enough for our big black dog to chase a tennis ball. Electricity, sewer and cold water, but no wifi or water heater. Good thing the hot shower in our Lance camper works well enough and our iPhone makes a convenient hot spot and we can both get on line.
First night we were the only camper in the yard, but last night we were joined by a couple of canucks in a Road Trek. Good walking neighborhood, Soriana, Bodega, good cheap restaurants and coffee shops, Tuesday street market just over the wall. Forty or fifty pesos plus tip each way to the central zocalo. Lots of grid locked traffic the whole way downtown and mobs of people and cops when you get there. Taxi drivers say it's the xmas crowds and not typical. Load your wallet up before hitting the big square or you won't be able to afford food and drink. Puebla and Chalula are plenty interesting and much more economical.
Guadalajara is four hours from our home and we had no trouble getting in and out of the city after a visit to Costco, dinner and a good night's sleep. Day two we arrived in Puebla and lost our way because of closed off ramps and detours from road construction on 190d. Found the campground sort of by accident. Liked Puebla and Chalula and plan to spend more time there on our return.
The tolls were high and frequent between Guad and Puebla. After Puebla they were less, almost cheap. The last toll booth before Oaxaca had been taken over by a masked group carrying banners about the missing 43 students. We were talking and listening to music and not paying close attention when we arrived there and I thought the guy extending the collection can was another red cross or fire fighter volunteer just wearing a black mask. I smiled and greeted him, dropped a few small denomination coins in his can and drove forward prepared to pay the cuota. Nobody was home in the booth and the gate was up so we drove on with no more attendant drama than usual. Our Chihuahua didn't even bark. Now we just need to find someone who could wash our clothes.