Back on the Bikes Michelle Pukes Again!
Trip Start Jul 04, 2010
163Trip End May 10, 2011
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We planned to get going by 8AM. The Belmar (a 1960's hotel) has one working elevator that is rated for 5 people. It is a real antique and runs slowly. We ferried all 12 of our bike bags over from our 4th floor room and filled it up. As we unloaded below, someone must have called the elevator because the doors closed. Of course I stuck my foot in it to keep it open. Staff in the lobby got real nervous and ran over and pushed the button to keep it open while we removed all our bags. It made me wonder what would have happened if they did not tell me not to put my foot in it. Would the car have gone up and taken my leg off? Or just trapped my leg? I do know the doors did not automatically reverse.
We loaded our bikes and were ready first. Jason appeared with stuff including a flat tire on his trailer. He began to patch the tube with 5 or more holes. I inspected the tire and found a metal wire poking through it. Then I spotted a cactus thorn that I could not get out. Mike, a Canadian motor biker, brought over his multi tool and pulled it out. Now he was inspecting the tire and found more thorns. Meanwhile Jason patched a hole, then found another, then patched until he ran out of patches. We gave him our patches and he used those up. So without any more patches, he put it back together and we road to our favorite breakfast & juice place, El Sunami, to eat while we waited for the bike shops to open at 10AM. By the time we made the 5 block trip, the tire was flat. We needed to find a bike shop before we departed Mazatlan and the shopping list was expanded to patches, new tube, and if they had it, a new thorn-free tire…… I went with Jason to find a shop while Michelle waited at the restaurant. . We had to ask directions of 4 or 5 people before finding one. It may have gone more quickly if our Spanish did not suck. They had what we wanted at surprisingly low prices. It was low end stuff but we were happy to find what we needed to get us back on the road
We pulled out of Mazatlan about noon in the hottest part of the day. The road was hectic with all kinds of truck, bus, car ,motor bike, and tractor traffic. The heat and humidity held the fumes near the road. It was not the most pleasant riding. After 15 or so km, Michelle puked again on the side of the road from heat & exhaustion. We sought refuge in cool mini mart of Pemex (Gas station)
A few miles before reaching the town of Villa Union, Dave’s tire went flat creating yet another delay. We agreed to call it a day and find a hotel in Villa Union. Jason and Michelle went ahead while Dave worked on his tire and caught up with them in front of a hotel just outside of Villa Union. They were smirking when he pulled up. It was a love-hotel with a name of Fantasy Land or something equally tacky. The rooms are accessed by individual garage doors so your car will not be seen. They have 6 hour, 12 hour and 24 hour rates. Michelle and Jason negotiated a quickie rate for a 24 hour stay. But alas, it was too far out of town and we would need to ride a k or 2 to get dinner. We decided to find a hotel actually in Villa Union. We found the Hotel Central cheap but over priced for the dingy room. We asked around about other options and a lady told us about better hotel on the other end of town. So we went there, compared two motels and picked the least bad one and ventured out for some food…
Villa Union is a truck stop town and there were actually food stands between lanes of vehicle traffic. We picked a stand actually on the side of the road and downed a few beef tacos each… Then we crossed over to the other side of the highway where a guy was selling coconuts and coconut juice out of the back of his truck. Then over to Burger King that was operating out of a semi truck trailer for some French fries. Those were tasty.