Where’s Fernando?
The last word from him was a phone call more then a week ago. “Me come on Monday,” he said, meaning that he would begin driving on that day.
But it’s a long way between here and there. Much can happen on the road, especially when more then half of the trip is on roads you don’t dare break down on or even pull over to rest for fear of being robbed. I have listened to Fernando’s life on the Mexican highway stories. It is no romantic Route 66 tale.