So close…and yet so far away. It was right there. We could have actually spit into it – but Mexico will have to wait a few hundred miles. It was strange cycling along the border knowing we weren’t crossing over today. It was almost as though Mexico was teasing us – beckoning us – to [...]
Archive | December 7, 2008
Today we left El Paso. I saw Mexico. We’ve come a long way since Prudhoe Bay. The Dalton Highway, the Alaska Highway, Canada, and now the US. We are camped in a riverbed. Specifically a little outcropping of the wash. There was a steep dirt wall halfway around it. Davy and I climbed on it.
Today when we thanked the manager of Studio Plus – well actually we wrote a note – but anyway some other lady gave us a small Ziploc bag full of Tootsie Rolls. Today we ate 20 each (not including Mom).