While we're waiting for some guy in L.A. to rebuild a torque converter for our Westy, we ride our bikes to the border.
After a delicious asada taco lunch on the Arizona side...
(yum)
...we head across the border…
…and within about 15 seconds get funneled directly into the market.
I want to buy everything, -- I love the pottery and the tiles and the colors…
But, man, I find the constant accosting exhausting. (although this guy did give me a dirty, ugly good-luck frog. For free.)
Nogales is a gritty-but-beautiful, vibrant, cacophonous high-energy town, on both the Arizona and Sonora sides. It feels like it should be one town.
Except, of course, it’s got a wall going through the middle of it...
...and a gate to pass through the international border.
But it’s got cool old streets,
…and cool old bars, that serve refreshing cervezas.
And back “home” at Motel 6, we rejoice in our loot:
Except, of course, it’s got a wall going through the middle of it...
...and a gate to pass through the international border.
But it’s got cool old streets,
…and cool old bars, that serve refreshing cervezas.
And back “home” at Motel 6, we rejoice in our loot: a bullet-shaped bottle of tequila (in “tribute” to the Narcotraficantes who rule Mexico’s Sierra Madre), a metal alacrán (scorpion) sculpture, and a talavera ceramic bowl.
It’s not so bad being broken down in a border town…
It’s not so bad being broken down in a border town…
9 comments:
Good haul, Mija!
How's your torque converter feeling today?
I don't know. Reuben (whom Bill calls Raul) still has it. Motel 6 is going to kick us out by 3 or 4, and Raul is supposed to be done at 4 or 5, so we'll be living in style on the Motel 6's sidewalk for a couple hours this afternoon.....
Does he say Raul with a Chinese accent?
natch.
Okay, that bottle of tequlia so looks like a dildo (which I had to look up the spelling of, sadly). You did notice that, right
Hey, Invisible Audience! See that anonymous person who posted the comment about the dildo right up there? Meet YOU!
No, no, not you.
YOU!
As in ME and YOU and ELLIE. The gang's all here! You'll have a more formal introduction soon, she's busy keeping the universe from coming unwrapped.
Hi YOU! Welcome to the party!
Better late than never, right? And geez, who wants to be the first person at the party anyway? Unless, of course, Ellie's making margs.
Ha! True dat. And in the interest of full disclosure, and to appease my husband, Rubén is spelled Rubén, not Reuben. That, apparently, is a sandwich.
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