Day Fourty

Yup, definitely went to Mexico today. I drove the 4 hours to El Paso from the spot in the middle of the desert where I camped last night. I walked across the border into Juarez where I ate lunch in a little restaurant. I was there for about 2 hours because the rain came out of no where and I didn’t think I would get too far if I went outside. I had some tacos, read some of my book, failed at speaking Spanish and then headed back to the border. The roads were so flooded from the rain it made getting back a little more damp in the shoe than I had expected, also unexpected was the large suburban that skidded to the stop in front of me and the dude that jumped out and yelled at me. This was the border patrol’s reaction to me leaving Mexico on the wrong side of the street and totally skipping the immigration checkpoint. Juarez should work on better signage. I eventually got out of the country and drove to Los Cruces, NM where I am staying with my 2nd cousin Nancy and her husband Ed. I had never met them before and it was fun getting to know them. Tomorrow morning I am off to Tucson, AZ.


Welcome to Mexico.


Here is my lunch.


Here I am stoked about my lunch.


Here are some flooded Juarez roads.

Day Thirty-Nine

Today I visited the Alamo in San Antonio with Lauren. Seeing the Alamo has been a lifelong dream since 2 years ago when my college house mates and I created a game called “Alamo” in the backyard. It all started in a hot tub conversation where we realized we were not utilizing our yard as much as we could, and needed to create some sort of game. We created a rulebook and glossary and opened Alamo season with the traditional firing of the projectile at the livewall towards the scout in effort to breach the opponent’s stronghold. Keith, Tyler, and Dan I hope you read all this. Visiting the real Alamo was cool too. After some considerable time in the gift shop searching for the perfect Alamo postcard, we made our way over to the famous River Walk in San Antonio where there were tons of restaurants and quirky shops all along the river; it’s a very cool area. I finally bought a Texas belt buckle, however Lauren talked me out of one that would make John Wayne jealous.



You can clearly see here that I am yelling "ALAMO!!!" Lauren is not yelling Alamo.


Davey Crockett's vest... pretty cool.


Texas was gorgeous so I had to pull over and take some pics.