Snaps Of A Drive Down South...

10.27.2013

 ^^^the road trip selfie must^^^
 ^^^that's hot ave to you non spanish speakers^^^
 ^^^found this sign pretty amusing^^^
 ^^^longest car line ever!^^^
 ^^^wearing 4 sombreros, as you do^^^
^^^more of the border^^^

Last week I told you guys a little story about that time we drove to the border and I thought it would fun to also share a few of the million (no lie, there were tons!) snaps hubs took on our way there. Poor little guy just isn't used to the wide open roads of American highways and so so he sat next to me, eager as a puppy with his head sticking out of the passenger window, hair blowing in the wind, etc. He may have also gone a little snap happy and found the need to document everything... and I do mean everything! If I had a nickel for every time he exclaimed "look, an American flag!" and tried to capture it as we zoomed past, well let's just say I'd have a lot of nickels. I have to admit, the scenery was breathtaking. Being from flat ol' Florida, I too was mesmerized by the big beautiful mountains on either side of the never ending windy road. Paired with the perfect shade of cloudless blue skies, I kept thinking to myself- surely this must be a backdrop of some sorts... how can anything look this perfect?!

A little tiff hubs had though, he kept expecting to see some flat and sandy deserts like in the movies... maybe with a tumble weed or two floating on by in the lazy, hazy sun. That of course never happened as our route took us along the coast and correct me if I'm wrong but flat and sandy only happens in the mid west? I'm sure this will lead us to another road trip at some point in time so hub can see the reddish deserts of his dreams.

The plan was to drive over the border into Tijuana and turn back around to drive back into the U.S. and stay the rest of the weekend in Sand Diego... staying in actual Mexico was just more excitement than I could handle for my first drive out. I think I was expecting a little more of a "wow" factor as we were crossing the border... it all just felt a little underwhelming to say the least. I'm not really sure what I was expecting but maybe a few more flags? Anyways, it was blatantly obvious when we were on the Mexico side as the roads quickly (and without warning) merged into one and the quality dropped tragically. I drove into Mexico for nearly 10 whole minutes before spotting a McDonalds (hubs needed a pee break) and then turning back around. Can I now cross driving in another country off the bucket list? Probably not as hubs kept insisting this was the worst trip to Mexico ever... next time hubs, next time. From there we spent the next three hours (THREE HOURS!!!) in line to get back over the border... which as you can see from the pictures above, anything goes in Mexico! When we finally reached the front and I handed over our passports, it turned out that all immigrants needing to activate visas had to walk over the border, driving over was only an option for those with visas and/or citizens. And so it clicked why I kept seeing so many people get out of cars and walk to the far right side of the road, standing in a never ending line... duh! Luckily because hubs doesn't look too suspicious, the border guy had us drive into another section and allowed hubs to walk from the American side to the area where you get your visa stamped, essentially cutting in line in front of those that had been waiting for hours too only by foot, but at this point who really cared?

What he failed to tell us was that this section was where they pull aside suspicious characters and have them and their cars fully checked out before being allowed into the country... mainly people trying to smuggle people/goods. I had to drive the car through the biggest x-ray machine I've ever witnessed at three miles an hour, then explain to the another border guy that it was in fact my British husband and not I, the hispanic looking one that needed their visa activated. I mean, of course he assumed it was me and that's not stereo typing at all. He asked me to reverse into a parking spot and things got a little tricky since I was driving a rental but I'm sure I provided some much needed comic relief on such a serious job. So we got out and walked on over to the front, the whole time me giving the overly apologetic eyes at anyone I made eye contact with for cutting in line. Hubs got his visa stamped and instagram picture taken (of course) in front of the border and we were on our merry way... or so we thought.

As we were happily walking back to the car, I heard another border guy talk/shout at us "where do you think you're going?" I tried to explain that we were just heading back to our car but he kept cutting me off with a very rude "you two, sit on that bench in the caged area and wait". No lie, as this was the suspicious characters side of things, there was indeed a fenced off  area resembling a cage with benches in it. I tried to ask why and that he was mistaken as we were not whatever he thought we may be but that didn't go over to well. Ge got angrier and shorter with his repetitive responses and hubs just told me to stop arguing before we got handcuffed and/or shot at. So we obliged and stood (I'll be damned if I sat like he wanted) in the caged area until I managed to get the attention of the border guy that had asked me to park in reverse. He remembered me well (how could he not, it was funny!) and escorted us out, laughing about the confusion and asking how long we had been in there for. It was only a few minutes but still felt pretty crappy and so we got into the car as quickly as possible before the other guy could come shouting after us. I gave him the evil eye as I drove past and hopefully that was enough to keep him up that night though I doubt it. What a crazy and bizarre story you must be thinking... and that is in fact the same thing I kept thinking to myself as we drove back to the safe haven that is San Diego. Stuff like this can't be written folks... and it only seems to happen to me. I'm pretty sure I just crossed being in jail wrongly at the border off my bucket list... Also sorry no pictures of jail, for obvious reasons.

So to recap:
-Crossing the border, actually not that exciting and be prepared to wait forever...
-McDonald is in fact everywhere, even in Mexico...
-All people wanting to cross the border by land must walk over, even Brits...
-If you are hispanic and crossing the border, they will assume you are the illegal immigrant...
-American men in charge with guns do not like to be argued with...
-Always do something memorable like backing into a space comically in case of bailing out emergency...
-Sometimes giving the evil eye is the only thing you can do to make yourself feel better...

***Today I am thankful for the chance to share the sitcom that is my life with you all... we seriously need our own reality show***

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