In an attempt to venture out and do something more adventurous we decided on a trip out of the country. This is not as big a deal as it sounds when you live 45 minutes from an international border.
So we woke up early, packed up some food and supplies and headed over to the trolley to catch the train to the Mexican border. While we waited for the train we noticed in was colder and windier today than it's ever been since we arrived in May.
After about an hour on the train, we left the station at San Ysidro and crossed over on the bridge...
And entered the turnstile. As you can see unlike crossing the border into most countries, not one Mexican official approached us or asked us what we planned to do in their country. I did see one or two nearby though, just for security.
Here I am after crossing the border.
Just inside the border we found a pretty cow.
...and a little stray puppy in the plaza (he's watching two other dogs get VERY acquainted just behind that bench.)
Looking at the fountain...
We stopped in esta tienda (a store) to buy some mexican sweets and found this amazing Mayan mural.
In no time we found El Museo De Cera de Tijuana (the wax museum).
Naomi with the wax man at the entrance
These are some Mexican Native people...
This guy is a Mexican Warrior.
Some Mexican heros...
Some people are just perfect for a wax portrait.
There was a spooky room with a wall of skulls like the catacombs.
This is one of the zombies inside.
This mural under the black light was really creepy!
As we left the museum it began to drizzle! By this I mean actual rain, the first we've experienced since leaving Bariloche! We would have been excited except that we packed sun block, not umbrellas. We stopped near the famous Tijuana arc and then headed to a restaurant to eat and see if the rain let up.
After practicing our Spanish in the restaurant for an hour, the rain just got worse, so we bit the bullet and headed for the border. Here are my intrepid travelers huddling under plastic as we wait in the massive line to enter into the USA.
For anyone curious about the latest requirements it seems you need a passport or a passport card which you swipe through a scanner as you get to the front of the line. Then they run your bags through an X-ray. Naomi asked me six times if we were at the airport now.
When we finally stumbled through the door of the condo we were pretty much adventured out and the girls settled under blankets and warmed up with some "Abuelita" (mexican hot chocolate). It's good and spicy!
"People are willing to take these extraordinary chances to become writers, musicians, or painters, and because of them, we have a culture. If this ever stops, our culture will die, because most of our culture, in fact, has been created by people that got paid nothing for it--people like Edgar Allan Poe, Vincent Van Gogh or Mozart."-Kurt Vonnegut