First nite in Mexico
My first nite in mexico and I’ve already broken a couple of rules: 1) no driving after dark; and 2) no random parking on side streets.
I have found a street off the main highway that I hope is free of vandals, federales, y banditos! Not to mention howling dogs and/or pesky scorpions. And it is way after the sun set, although she did take a long time setting tonite.
It was quite stark, the dark mountains and sky to the east, and the bright light silhouetting the hills to the west – as if someone had left on the bathroom light down the hall. Finally the white turned dusky rose and then a red so short-lived it could have been my expectation.
I lost track of the number of times I had to stop at roadblocks or inspection stations only to be waved merrily through. Whatever these men in dark blue were looking for, it wasn’t me, my political signs and all. So all those nasty folks who emailed me threatening me with imprisonment in Mexico should I dare speak my mind – as I do in the states & end up jailed – are wrong thus far.
The only comment I’ve received thus far has been from the male toll collector who read the “Monsanto = Muerte” side of my truck and said “viva mujeres” (I think), to which I said “arriba mujeres”! We smiled and laughed while he took my 98 pesos – yes it cost me about $20 (2 tolls and one huge damn road bump that dislodged my picture of Tessie & chosen family from the wall) to travel from the border to Hermosillo, the capital of this state of Sonora.
So I chose this side street because it is 2 blocks from the main road where several hotels line the boulevard and the homes are spaced apart with walls but not that many iron bars. I tried the other side of the road but the homes were very close together with almost wall to wall bars and lots of dogs barking.
I am arrived in Hermosillo. Tomorrow, I will try to find an immersion school, aceite vegetal , and an internet café, maybe not in that order.
I have found a street off the main highway that I hope is free of vandals, federales, y banditos! Not to mention howling dogs and/or pesky scorpions. And it is way after the sun set, although she did take a long time setting tonite.
It was quite stark, the dark mountains and sky to the east, and the bright light silhouetting the hills to the west – as if someone had left on the bathroom light down the hall. Finally the white turned dusky rose and then a red so short-lived it could have been my expectation.
I lost track of the number of times I had to stop at roadblocks or inspection stations only to be waved merrily through. Whatever these men in dark blue were looking for, it wasn’t me, my political signs and all. So all those nasty folks who emailed me threatening me with imprisonment in Mexico should I dare speak my mind – as I do in the states & end up jailed – are wrong thus far.
The only comment I’ve received thus far has been from the male toll collector who read the “Monsanto = Muerte” side of my truck and said “viva mujeres” (I think), to which I said “arriba mujeres”! We smiled and laughed while he took my 98 pesos – yes it cost me about $20 (2 tolls and one huge damn road bump that dislodged my picture of Tessie & chosen family from the wall) to travel from the border to Hermosillo, the capital of this state of Sonora.
So I chose this side street because it is 2 blocks from the main road where several hotels line the boulevard and the homes are spaced apart with walls but not that many iron bars. I tried the other side of the road but the homes were very close together with almost wall to wall bars and lots of dogs barking.
I am arrived in Hermosillo. Tomorrow, I will try to find an immersion school, aceite vegetal , and an internet café, maybe not in that order.
posted by Xan @ 9:12 PM
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