Then there’s what they carry (other than people) on the roads in Mexico. Produce trucks (among every other kind) are often loaded to beyond reasonable capacity. This one wasn’t too bad. That’s cauliflower, I believe. I have a hard time eating some things set before me in people’s homes or in restaurants here in Mexico so I can certainly rule out eating the produce that has fallen onto the roads here. While we often hear or even say that we waste a lot of food in the U.S., we might be reminded at this point that there are tons and tons of fallen produce on the side of Mexican roads. Not that anyone feels guilty about it. Nor is it likely that you’re going to volunteer to eat it either. I’m certainly not going to! Depending on what type of vegetable that has fallen to a messy end, my kids are generally pretty happy about it. 🙂
I’m not sure if this is garbage or laundry or just what…but it’s loaded and not looking too securely packed. I didn’t follow this truck for long! In Cuernavaca, a passing truck once lost a red brick which landed squarely on our front fender. We routinely pass trucks dropping gravel and sand and dirt and garbage and well…you can just about name it. This is another reason I tend to drive a bit fast down here. I either don’t want to get hit by something or I don’t want to ever know what hit me!
The infamous pig truck…legs sticking through…snouts sticking out…sometimes the other end threatening to give the local car wash added business. If you know what I mean. The chicken truck isn’t much different. When I changed the oil on the truck recently, I pulled a number of chicken feathers out of various nooks and crannies in the engine area. Not sure if those were just loose feathers from a truck or if I took out Chicken Little on the highway, but either way in this game, I’m pretty sure the chicken lost.
I’m not sure if the cardboard owned a truck or if this truck was actually trying to carry a mountain of flattened boxes. Some people just hate to throw anything away, I suppose. Actually, I hope this one was heading to a cardboard recycler somewhere close-by.