Spent the morning looking for 0 rings to seal various stuff, and also needed a diesel fuel can so off we go in search of a Napa.
Found one, and they had just what we needed at excellent prices. While there, a lady came in and sold the guys behind the counter tamales. I was very interested, as it was lunch time. I assumed they would be puerco (pork) which Marcus does not eat, but we were in luck, she had pollo and chili verde. They were the best tamales we had ever eaten!! Talk about a full service Napa!!
Later that day, we called for fuel delivery and were informed the pump was broken and they couldn't deliver fuel to us. Welcome to Mexico. We could either spend 4 hours heading north to a fuel dock, or find a place that sells diesel and carry it back to the boat. Hoping to leave tomorrow morning, we decide to head to the nearest diesel sales place. You would think the gas stations would sell it, but nope.
We had a map, and an assurance it was only about 15 min walk. We borrowed a cart and headed out. Up one block and down another, nothing we could find looked right, we asked one person then another. Apparently no one in Mexico is aware the the state owned gas stations do not sell diesel, I think it might be a state secret.
After a frustrating hour of 2 steps forward and 3 back; some uphill; we walked past a fire station. Ahah! They MUST know where it is! Sure enough, just 1 1/2 blocks away we were successfull. I tell you every little thing is an adventure in Mexico.
We will be making one more trip in the morning, with a couple of our cruiser friends in tow.
It was a frustrating afternoon, but we were invited to happy hour with our new friends, and ended on a wonderful note.
Marni, Mike, Marcus, Randall, Cyndi, Steve and Lodi
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