San Diego to Ensenada, Mexico and points south
Anyone with experience driving from San Diego to Ensenada, Mexico, or even further south? I know there are terrible tales of travel thereabouts but wonder if it is mostly an urban myth.
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Urban legend? I don't know. We broke down on the outskirts of Mexicali when coming back from San Felipe. We just made it to the Pemex before the Jeep died.
It was the scariest thing. This guy came up to us and was talking to us in Spanish. Criminals always speak in a language you can't understand. That was scary. Was he trying to kidnap us or something? It got worse, he crawled under my jeep and pulled a part off! WTH, who does that? He's trying to part out my jeep right there in a Pemex, right in front of me!
Next he tells me to get in his truck, oh no, this must be a kidnapping! He then proceeded to drive me all over Mexicali stopping at all these little parts shops and machine shops. Is he trying to sell my parts in front of me to mock me?
After 3 hours he returns me to my vehicle because nobody wants the part. He makes a phone call but only speaks in Spanish so I couldn't understand what he was saying. Then this tow truck arrives. He gave up on parting the Jeep out, he was going to steal the whole thing!
Now he makes me watch this tow truck drive away. He follows it to rub it in my face. He had them take it to a Chrysler dealer in town where I had to sign all these papers. Presumable signing title over or something.
Next thing I know he's taking all my personal belongings out of the vehicle and putting them in his. Then, he drove us to the border to expel us from his country.
I received a call from Chrysler in Mexicali two days later saying my Jeep was repaired and I could pick it up anytime. I estimate that stranger spent 5 hours with us. We shared maybe 50 common words between us. I had to force him to take some cash from me for his time and effort.
I've lived in So Cal all my life. I've never had a stranger try and help me with anything let alone give up 5 hours of their day for nothing.
Bad things happen on both sides of the border, good things do as well.
It was the scariest thing. This guy came up to us and was talking to us in Spanish. Criminals always speak in a language you can't understand. That was scary. Was he trying to kidnap us or something? It got worse, he crawled under my jeep and pulled a part off! WTH, who does that? He's trying to part out my jeep right there in a Pemex, right in front of me!
Next he tells me to get in his truck, oh no, this must be a kidnapping! He then proceeded to drive me all over Mexicali stopping at all these little parts shops and machine shops. Is he trying to sell my parts in front of me to mock me?
After 3 hours he returns me to my vehicle because nobody wants the part. He makes a phone call but only speaks in Spanish so I couldn't understand what he was saying. Then this tow truck arrives. He gave up on parting the Jeep out, he was going to steal the whole thing!
Now he makes me watch this tow truck drive away. He follows it to rub it in my face. He had them take it to a Chrysler dealer in town where I had to sign all these papers. Presumable signing title over or something.
Next thing I know he's taking all my personal belongings out of the vehicle and putting them in his. Then, he drove us to the border to expel us from his country.
I received a call from Chrysler in Mexicali two days later saying my Jeep was repaired and I could pick it up anytime. I estimate that stranger spent 5 hours with us. We shared maybe 50 common words between us. I had to force him to take some cash from me for his time and effort.
I've lived in So Cal all my life. I've never had a stranger try and help me with anything let alone give up 5 hours of their day for nothing.
Bad things happen on both sides of the border, good things do as well.
