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in the operation of the Hotel Robles. This place is truly theflavor of Mexico. My father and I love staying here.That evening as I drifted off to sleep I recalled thatwhile driving on Mexico Highway 15 and 200 that I hadseen one dead horse, two dead mules, and five dead dogsalong the road. At times the drive was beautiful and at timesI was reminded that driving in Mexico could be a dangerousproposition for the unwary. This was my third trip by carto Guayabitos and I wondered if I was tempting fate and if Iwould make this journey ever again.The next day as my father and I walked along thesidewalk on Av. del Sol Neuvo on the way to the La Penitafarmers market, we came upon a square cover laying overa circular manhole. Truly a case of trying to insert a squarecover into a round hole. We shared a laugh, but thought itwas an improvement from the year before, where along thesame route we came upon three other manholes that didnot have any covers. In one of them we stuck a large palmtree branch to act as a warning marker for the unwary gringotourist strolling in the evening. We laughed again when wecame upon that same manhole, still without a cover and stillwith a palm tree branch sticking out as a warning marker.52