Zihuatanejo!

Wednesday Nov 28th


Anxious to get to Zihuatanejo but not desperate for an early start we had a decent breakfast, walked the dogs and said goodbye to the neighbours and still managed to roll out the gate by 9:45 for the roughly 4 hour drive.

We were pleasantly surprised to find that the highway north was in decent shape. No construction delays, no pot holes, and not even too many topes!

The best part of the road was of course the toll bypass around Tecpan (mandatory for heavy vehicles) All of three kilometers long. We actually managed to get the rig up to the 100Km/H speed limit!












For a whole kilometer, then back to the 80 Km/H limit of the libre. For much of it, the straight flat parts we were able to maintain that, even a bit over, so made good time.









When ever we got close to the coast our spirits rose even higher--we were getting there! The dogs must have sensed our contentment as they remained up on their bed on the dinette quite relaxed.








Three hours and forty and minutes after leaving Acapulco Trailer Park we stopped for 10 minutes at the Pemex near the airport to fuel up and just before 2:00 PM we rounded the last corner to find a great excavation in the middle of the road and a couple of men and heavy equipment working.

We managed to squeeze by without falling in on the one side not scraping the trees on the other only to find a truck parked on the left not against the curb in the foreground, left, but along side the tree. Opposite was Noe's car parked in front of his rental suites, Villas El Arca. There was no room to pass between. Gillian went in to find Noe who came out smiling and welcoming us back and drove his car forward and turned around in the cul-de-sac. As passed us he pointed to El Manlar's gate laughing--the gate was shut! It being Wednesday the restaurant is closed.

Art replied that first was the hole in the road, then the vehicles blocking the road, now the gate was closed! Maybe someone was trying to tell us something?

We have known Noe for quite a few years since he first began building. Did anyone spot the joke in the name of his Villas? Painted on the wall of the property is a cartoon of an Arc full of animals. Noe first called his place El Arca de Noe but changed it recently to what it is now due confusion of  names with his mother's place a few kilometers away, Posada El Arco de Noe, which she named after her son many years ago.

There is also a pun here because at the entrance to this area there is a large concrete arch (arca) over the one way lane in. Which by the way is too low for large rigs, they have to come in the wrong way via the wide exit road and go around the arch! More than one motorhome has had their roof top air conditioner removed there!

When we finally opened the gate and entered the park we found Mundi, the owner, cutting the grass in our site. He pointed to his watch and said that we were early and should go around the block! Not!

We were soon parked and level, we had arrived, Mundi welcomed us and once all the grass was trimmed he left to enjoy what was left of his one day off a week!.














And the dogs are happy.







Since the restaurant here was closed today we headed for the beach and lunch at Rossy's.