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Legalizing a Car for and Driving to Mexico

Check in with Aeromar is easy, and the new Austin to Mexico City service began only a couple of months ago. I am waiting for the flight.  A K-9 unit is trolling the seating areas. The dog is sniffing everywhere. We are only five hours from the border.

Justo told me he got the call last night.  The paperwork is ready.  Once the papers are ready, you have only three days to cross the border. It happened faster than he expected.  Muy rapido. He will leave early Thursday (tomorrow) morning and plans to arrive in Teotitlan del Valle, Oaxaca, by nightfall on Saturday. His brother Federico, who lives in the village, will meet him at the border and they will make the trip together.

The last two days have been filled with logistical details for La Tuga to continue on without me.

I bought MAPFRE Mexican car insurance for one year ($312USD) from Allstate agent Roger Morse after extensive online research about coverages.  U.S. car insurance does not offer coverage.  Legally, only a Mexican auto insurance policy will protect you, your vehicle, and keep you out of jail!  You can read a lot about people who didn’t heed this.

I had the car checked out once again for a telltale front left end rattle.  The Round Rock, TX, Honda dealer, after a thorough evaluation, said La Tuga is safe to drive and they couldn’t hear anything, repeating what Cary (NC) Honda told me last week.

I met with Justo to go over the route, the process of bringing a car into Mexico, to give him the insurance policy, and pay him another installment for services to legalize the car and drive.

The Process to Legalize a Car for Mexico 

This is the busy season when U.S. citizens of Mexican origin make a little extra money to buy a car, legalize it, drive it to Mexico and sell it for a profit.  Justo asked me a couple of weeks ago for the copy of the title, photos of the VIN number on the car’s dashboard and doors, and other documentation to give to a private customs broker he has worked with for the past 10 years.

 It usually takes three days for the process to get the paperwork approved in the Mexican system, but this time of year it can take a couple of weeks or more.  The customs broker, called an agente aduanale, does the legal work and applies for the permits.  The cost is $1,500.  I pay half in advance and the final payment before I leave.  I also give Justo $750 and will pay the other half when he delivers the car.  $500 of that will cover expenses (gas, motel, return bus ticket, and any gratuities to local police) along the way.

The VIN number of the vehicle is then deleted from the U.S. system and added to Mexico’s system, registering the car as a legal vehicle there. They check to make sure the vehicle is not stolen or salvaged and that the title is clean.

At the Nuevo Laredo border where Justo will cross, he will collect the pedimento (paperwork) and get the holograma, a sticker that goes on the windshield.  He will attach the pedimento to the title and give these to me in Oaxaca, where the car can then be presented for Oaxaca license plates. He will also present a list of what is packed in the car along with the value. Each of passenger is allowed $500USD worth of goods without paying duty.  He will declare any excess and pay what is asked.

Let me add, that this process only works for permanent residents and for citizens of Mexico.  If you are in the country on a tourist visa, you can’t do this.  Someone else will need to own the car!

This morning, when I picked Justo up at his house in South Austin, he told me he will be leaving at 2 a.m. tomorrow morning.  He will drive from Nuevo Laredo to Saltillo, south of Monterrey on day one, and spend the night someplace safe.  He will pass through San Luis Potosi, Mexico City, Puebla, and then arrive in Oaxaca.  Federico, his brother, is a taxista in the village, and will travel with him.  Muy rapido, he tells me this morning!

We will see each other in Oaxaca.  He drives away with La Tuga,  I wait for the Aeromar flight, and tell you about this last leg of the journey.

P.S.  If you are interested in the services of Justo Lorenzo Martinez, please contact him.  He is a personal friend, competent, reliable, and knows the process.   I have turned my car and its title over to him and trust that both he and La Tuga will arrive safely in Oaxaca.  Hasta Sabado.

So Big. Lost in Texas. Formerly Mexico.

Somehow, I got lost or just wasn’t paying attention, as Map Quest and Google kept telling me to turn when I shouldn’t have.  Or, maybe it was because I stopped in Buffalo, Texas, right in the middle of the place where I was distracted listening to “The Son” by Phillipp Meyer, whose character Eli McCullough was talking about the very place I was.


I kept going south and found myself in Texas A&M Aggie land when I knew I should have been further west, closer to Austin.  I was on a broad, windy plain where black Angus cattle  grazed and my car wavered in what could have been 40 mph gusts.  The highway signs pointed me to Houston.  The 75 mph speed limit was daunting. I pulled off the road and called my cousin.  Seems I was an hour south of where I should have been thanks to a good story, GPS, and my lack of attention.  I used to navigate in a single engine Piper Cherokee. I should have known better.

As I retraced my path north I thought about the settling of Texas, the loss of Native American culture, the theft of land,  Spanish land grants, the Texas that was Mexico and the movement of borders, and the homesteaders who became oil barons.  I turned west on Texas Route 21 through the towns named in the book I am listening to, crossing the very rivers where Comanches hunted and camped.  I noticed the creeks and the oil pumps.  I turned south on Texas 79, bordered by freight lines, passing through small cowboy towns with speed limits designed to trap the unsuspecting.  These days revenue is hard to come by.  Shut down store fronts everywhere tell a story, too.  Out in the flat, open spaces, the 75 mph speed limits tell me again, this state tests muscle, mettle.

By getting lost,  I lost three hours of travel time and didn’t arrive at my cousin’s home in north Austin until six thirty at night.   But what I gained was knowledge of this vast landscape and her history.  Texas became real. This was an eleven-hour travel day.  The last four hours were an endurance test.

The Texas sunsets are BIG.  The sun is a big red fire-ball hanging in the western sky.  I followed it until it sank below the edge of earth and continued on.

Today I wake up in north Austin in my cousin’s house.  I will give LaTuga to my friend Justo on Tuesday.  He will continue the journey with her to Oaxaca without me.  I’m flying the rest of the way.


Road Trip: North Carolina to Austin, TX to Oaxaca, Mexico

Destination Austin, Texas.  I’m packing up La Tuga (short for La Tortuga or turtle in Spanish), the 2004 Honda Element EX manual transmission I just bought that will be the car I drive in Mexico.  Well, I’m not exactly packing yet. I’m thinking about it.  In three days, on December 12, 2013, I will set out to begin the 1,306 mile, almost 22-hour road trip from North Carolina’s Piedmont to south-central Texas, about half-way across the country.  Mapquest tells me I will spend a little over $700 in gasoline and at least $49 a night in lodging.  Food doesn’t calculate, I guess.

Do you have any suggestions for the route?  I’m planning I-85 South past Atlanta, then connecting to I-20 West, through Vicksburg and Shreveport, to Waco, then dropping down to north Austin, where I’ll be staying for a few nights with my cousin Norm, who left his hometown of Chicago years ago, but is loyal still to the Cubs.  Then, flying off to Oaxaca.

I’m making a list of what I need to take that I can’t fit in a suitcase.

Anyone have an older model, small bowl Cuisinart food processor in good working condition you’d like to sell and get to me be Wednesday this week?  This might come in handy in Oaxaca, I think, for making salsa and chopping lots of onions!  Or, if I decide to make a fresh fruit tart and need to whip up a crust, I have a proven Cuisinart crust recipe.

The list also includes:

  • wood chopping block
  • printer and printer cartridges
  • sheets and towels (100% cotton)
  • candied ginger
  • 6 lbs. undyed merino wool roving for felting
  • knitting supplies, especially wood needles
  • good used clothing and shoes to distribute
  • spackle to repair wall holes where I’ve drilled by mistake
  • a few more good books

I can’t think of anything else, can you?

I’m living more simply there.  No television!  No CD player!  I do have a basic kitchen with a good set of knives, blender, plates, utensils, Master Chef cookware, cloth napkins and dishtowels from Camino de los Altos, and Studio Xaquixe recycled drinking glasses!  Never mind that the kitchen sink water drains into a large paint bucket that I carry outside each time it fills up so I don’t waste water and have enough to give to thirsty trees and flowers.  Jajajajaja.

In Austin, I turn the car over to my agent, Justo, who will drive it the rest of the way to Teotitlan del Valle, Oaxaca, Mexico.  But, first, we will buy Mexican insurance in Austin, then he will legalize the car for Mexico.  In fact, that process has already begun.

Admittedly, making this road trip on my own is both exciting and somewhat daunting — a new experience for me — although I fly everywhere independently.  I’m open to sharing the driver’s seat with the right person, if anyone dares go with me.  I would need to know you or have a great recommendation.

Stay tuned for the next installment.  Of course, I won’t have commentary on the Austin to Oaxaca leg.  I’ll be at the other end waiting for delivery.