Leaving the Country

May 15th: Well, here we are no longer in the USA. We gathered our new passports and drove down to San Ysidro, CA which is just on the US side of the border. Parked the truck and caught the "Mexicoach" bus into Tijuana. Crossing into Mexico was a cinch - the bus parked at the Mexican border and the driver got off to let the guards know that we were coming through and how many were on the bus. The guard came aboard and walked down the isle counting noses then we went on our way. I was really glad that we had decided not to drive the pickup down there because it was like a bumper car contest and I was quite happy to be in the biggest bus on the street, especially with someone else paying the insurance. Somehow we came through unscathed, I have no idea how, but my respect for the driver is unbounded. Walking down the Ave Revelucion, kind of the tourist main street in Tijuana, we were accosted at each door,all of which had some little shop selling something. It was still morning so they did look sleepy, but each one ran out to the sidewalk and invited us into their cubbyhole shops. "Come, Come, beautiful real silver necklace, weighs 10 ounces, just $1.00" was the frequent call. They pleaded, begged, cajoled, and demanded that we buy their wares. Best price in town. We went down into a small restaurant for lunch and ordered a beer and enchalada for Carolyn and I had two tacos anda beer. The waiter brought out two beers each, said that they were two for one today only then brought out a couple of tequila shots (double for me) "on the house". Believe me, that old saying "one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, four tequila, FLOOR" is true. I could really feel the effects of ONE beer and that double shot. Meal was good though and reasonable enough. We found Tijuana interesting, but were glad to get back on the bus. This time we had to leave the bus at the border and walk into the US Customs building the show our ID one at a time. Back to the campground.