Mexico and other things

Let's see. I should tell a little about my "adventures" (I use that term loosely) in Mexico. We will start with the drive in. It's about 10 hours there from Burleson. That includes stopping for gas and lunch. It was pretty uneventful til we hit the border. Even that wasn't really crazy. Mildly stressful as I have never driven across the border, but other than seeing the soldiers with BIG guns, nothing really happened. And then we were in Mexico......

It's really different driving in. The concept of clean is VERY different. The neighborhood we drove through is rough. The houses are tiny and made of concrete. There is stuff everywhere. Old tires, trash, you name it, it's there. We were caravanning in and I was second to last. The road was interesting. 12 inch deep potholes are a new experience to drive over, as are 2 foot piles of gravel in the middle of the road. (I drove around those) The speed bumps are serious out there too. Why they need them in random places I don't understand but apparently someone thought it was important. It's not like anyone does anything in a hurry there. Time moves at it's own pace. Speed isn't really one of the words that you think of much there.

Anyway, about halfway through the neighborhood, we encounter a flooded road that we had to drive through. Flooded with sewage. Fun. I was told to make sure that I gave the car in front of me plenty of space when we hit it, just to make sure I didn't end up having to stop and sit in the middle of that. At this point, one of the biggest blessings was that the sinus infection I was developing had already taken effect to some degree and I couldn't smell the lovely aroma. But the kids could. And they made sure I knew about it. You know that look of flames that people put on the outside of their cars? My pretty little red car had that look but it certainly wasn't flames. Neat-o.

We got through that just fine, and headed on to the orphanage. Down a dirt/gravel road that looks like someone's driveway. Encountered a semi broken down on it at one point. These roads are narrow, so watching a full size suburban with a trailer scooch around the semi and not fall in the irrigation ditch on the other side was eye opening. I had probably the least problem there of all our cars. We did make it to the compound fine. Never in my life have 10 foot cinderblock walls with ornamental spikes on top looked so comforting. We made it, left no hub caps behind, and to the best of my knowledge, the underside of my car is intact.

That wraps that story and as I have laundry still staring at me from the trip (almost a week later) I had better tackle that. More adventures tomorrow kids.