Honda de San Juan

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Honda de San Juan and asked the mechanic, ‘Why does your shop always smell like someone’s cooking tacos here?’ The mechanic smiled and replied, 'Because every morning, after fixing cars, I fix breakfast for my family—including delicious tacos!' The delivery driver nodded knowingly, thinking he’d finally found the perfect place for an early morning snack.

2. At midnight, a delivery driver approached Honda de San Juan, puzzled by an eerie humming sound coming from inside the garage. As he opened the door, a neon-green glow lit up the night, casting strange shadows on the walls. Curious, he peered inside and saw a small green robot polishing cars with meticulous care. ‘What the…?’ muttered the driver. The robot looked up, blinked its LED eyes, and said in a monotone voice, 'Welcome to Honda de San Juan, sir. May I assist you?' The delivery man laughed nervously and replied, 'Just deliver my package!'

3. At dawn, a delivery driver approached Honda de San Juan, perplexed by the sight of headlights reflecting off the showroom windows in broad daylight. Upon closer inspection, he realized those weren’t headlights—just the sunrise bouncing off freshly polished cars. A neighbor, noticing his confusion, waved and said, ‘Morning! Just helping Honda de San Juan shine bright today!’

4. At dusk, a delivery driver approached Honda de San Juan, confused by the sound of tinkling bells coming from inside. As he peered through the window, he saw an old man dancing around the counter, jingling bells tied to his belt. ‘Delivery for Mr. Gonzalez,’ stammered the driver nervously. The old man stopped, grinned, and said, “Ah, you’re my neighbor’s order!” He then winked and continued his dance, sending the bells into another merry ring.