I took my road bike down on the bus in a bike bag without any issues and upon arrival we needed to change US $ into Mexican pesos, but there was no money exchange place to be seen, so I told my friend to wait inside with all the bags and I swiftly put the bike back together and went out riding on the chaotic Monterrey streets in search of a money exchange place. Found one pretty quickly and we then got into a cab to get to our final destination where we were staying with a 83 year old lady as our host. She was quite a character and still drives her own car and toots the horn at crazy drivers or when she is changing lanes.
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