Another long drive today. Hoping to arrive at Pie de le Cuesta, (a popular beach area just to the north of Acapulco) by 5:00PM, we were on the road by 7:15AM. Two and a half hours later we stopped for fuel for the motorhome and brunch for us and were moving again at 10:20 We had grabbed a quick bite and also made some lunch for later which we would eat as we drove.
As always we enjoyed the local sights and scenery along the way. The small three wheeler in the first photo is a taxi common in this part of the coast They were every where in the villages. The river one of hundreds along the way.
The roads were good for the most part, though shoulders nonexistent, the terrain being flat along here with a few hills most of which we have to go around or over but the odd one we just went through.
And of course road construction and repair such as this bridge, destroyed during the rainy season or perhaps a hurricane. Leave the old piece at least for now, build the new alongside!
And the occasional miscellaneous roadside hazard.
Approaching Acapulco we turn inland and follow the toll road towards Mexico City then exit again in a few kilometers to detour around the city. Acapulco city traffic is not where we want to be in the motorhome.
Our first trip here (some nine years ago) we stayed one night at the Diamante Trailer Park (near the airport) then drove west into the city along the coast to Playa Suave Trailer park which was right in the city and stayed there for a few nights before carrying on. That was the last time we went though Acapulco! (Playa Suave Trailer park closed some time ago.) The avoidance of frustration is worth the hour so to go around and 84 pesos for each vehicle for the toll. At the toll booth at 3:00 PM we pulled over to let the dogs out for five minutes for a quick pee and a stretch.
We arrived at the Acapulco Trailer Park comfortably ahead of schedule at 4:15 and were nicely snugged in by 4:30. No satellite TV tonight though!
The park has a lovely common sitting area with beautiful chairs and benches made from native tree trunks and driftwood.
Early next morning Art noticed one of Gillian's shoes was missing. It seems that the campground has a puppy that likes shoes! Fortunately it was found without too much difficulty and much luck on the beach!
Pie de la Cuesta to Zihuatanejo
Shoe recovered, at 9:30 we set off along the Pie de la Cuesta road back to the 200, our final leg to Zihuatanejo
This section of the 200 had been recently resurfaced and was for the most part in excellent shape. We were even able to overtake the odd slow vehicle that we came across.
Nearing Zihuatanejo we stopped at the Pemex station at the airport road to top up the diesel tanks and arrived at El Manglar, our home for the next three months, at 4:10 PM, one day ahead of our reserved date.
Many old faces to welcome us back; Keith and Yvonne, Brian and Arlene, Julia. . . . . the list goes on.
Unfortunately the restaurant is closed Wednesdays so we had to postpone our celebratory lunch and dinner here until the following day! Ah well, there is always El Pirata, or Rossy's or. . . . .
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