Travel with Kevin and Ruth: Colima

Arrived in the city of Colima around 11:00am. This is the third time we’ve driven that highway, so we’re now a little bit familiar with the area. There’s no actual campgrounds in the city, but there is a listing in our Mexico camping guide for an event and party salon that allows RV parking. So that’s where we went.

The gate was locked when we got there, but the property is beside a small private airport and there were quite a few people coming and going. We could probably have parked right there, but as we were waiting, somebody came by and opened the gate.

Turns out they do have some electrical outlets, and a dump station. Normally charge 200 pesos, but we made a deal for 150 pesos for no electricity. It’s close to the central part of town, and we felt safe leaving Sherman alone.

We met the owner, Esteban, and as we were preparing to walk into town he offered to drive us. He dropped us off a block from “el centro”, and pointed us in the right direction.

One of the plaza's in central Colima

The main cathedral is nothing special on the outside, however the inside is worth seeing.

Lots of flowers!

Narrow one-way streets would not make for fun driving a motorhome in "el centro"!

We sat in the beautiful main plaza and had a popsicle!

Christmas decorations are up on the municipal building.

Consult with a doctor for 25 pesos ($1.95). Canada and the U.S. could learn something from Mexico!

In the evening, we sat outside with Esteban and his family. Esteban’s father used to have a large antique car collection, and some of the cars are still parked on this property. We had some good conversation and laughs, mostly in Spanish although Esteban’s nephew Antonio spoke a little English and helped translate when necessary. It looks like we have new Mexican friends to visit whenever we come back to Colima! Gracias para su hospitalidad, Esteban!

Esteban, his wife Teresa, nephew Antonio with his wife Erika, and daughter Mayte, and Kevin.

1942 Packard that once carried the president of Mexico. All original. I mentioned that it needed a bath, and Esteban said "no, even the dust is original"!