I guess it is a "strange" plan, but it's not that weird. We want to go surfing in Central America, and we want to have a car to get from surf break to surf break. So, Forrest & I bought plane tickets to Phoenix to find a car on Craigslist and start the journey from here. Tickets to San Diego were about 5 dollars cheaper, but we are dreaming of an old Toyota or Nissan truck that probably wouldn't pass California's emissions tests.
Shopping on Craigslist is a pain. What do you expect from free advertising though? No one takes down ads when things have sold-- they just ignore your inquiries-- so you end up viewing the same trucks over and over again, hoping a gem you haven't seen will pop up.
Last night, our Craigslist chase got us to a parking lot in North Phoenix across from a CVS pharmacy where 20 Mexican men were hanging around 5 junk cars with florescent pink and yellow hand-made for sale signs taped to them. Forrest stopped a cop and asked about the legitimacy of this de facto car lot-- do these guys even own the cars? The cop sarcastically answered: "How legit does it look to you?"
No one actually claims these junk cars they are selling-- one truck we looked at yesterday the guy said belonged to his grandpa, but he had gone blind. One guy said that a '93 Toyota with a clutch that sounded like dragon breath belonged to his son, but he got two DUIs.
My dad is very concerned that we are going to die in Mexico or Central America. But we have to get there first.
Shopping on Craigslist is a pain. What do you expect from free advertising though? No one takes down ads when things have sold-- they just ignore your inquiries-- so you end up viewing the same trucks over and over again, hoping a gem you haven't seen will pop up.
Last night, our Craigslist chase got us to a parking lot in North Phoenix across from a CVS pharmacy where 20 Mexican men were hanging around 5 junk cars with florescent pink and yellow hand-made for sale signs taped to them. Forrest stopped a cop and asked about the legitimacy of this de facto car lot-- do these guys even own the cars? The cop sarcastically answered: "How legit does it look to you?"
No one actually claims these junk cars they are selling-- one truck we looked at yesterday the guy said belonged to his grandpa, but he had gone blind. One guy said that a '93 Toyota with a clutch that sounded like dragon breath belonged to his son, but he got two DUIs.
My dad is very concerned that we are going to die in Mexico or Central America. But we have to get there first.
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