Our last day in Mexico passed without special incident. It was a straight driving day and we had 1100 kilometres to cover while driving from Matahuala to Houston, Texas.
The roads in Mexico are good and the driving on the highways is very easy. The “danger” seems to be very similar to the USA. There is crime, but it seems to keep to itself. In all our time here, we never heard of one traveler who was a victim of any type of crime or violence. I doubt actually a traveler in the USA could say the same thing.
We got up at 6am and hit the road, driving north for 7 straight hours. Despite our expired car import permit, expired tourist visas and a missing car registration, the boarder crossing was quick, easy and free of fees! Needless to say, we had been a bit worried about how it was all going to go. Thankfully, the Mexicans are not as strict about rules as some other (not pointing fingers here) countries.
Back on the USA side for the first time in 7 months. I was wondering what would be the first thing to strike me as different. I was betting it would be the perfectness of the appearance – perfectly manicured lawns, fresh paint and buildings that are straight up (ie not falling sideways or missing chunks). No, not at all. In fact there were 3 other things that took me by (sad) surprise:
It isn’t just us who see the dangers of this supercharged lifestyle. We are now in Houston staying with our wonderful friends Susie and Jacob, who will soon be moving their family to Hawaii to get away from it all. They have been wonderful to put us up for a few days a let us acclimatize before we continue our road north. It has been a great visit full of fun and the kids get along just perfectly. Thanks to Susie for a few of these photos. I think my photo taking was also in culture shock. The cover photo above is one I took on one of our last nights in Cuyutlan. It is of the moon setting on the horizon around 5am and it seemed like an appropriate photo for closing out the mexican part of our adventure.
Back in the USA, and figured there was no more authentic way of reintegrating than a baseball game. Here is the Houston Astros vs. Toronto Bluejays. Turned out great that it was the Jays!
Apparently something had Gino unhappy. The bluejays lost 4-2 so maybe that was it.
We took the cheap seats (10$ adult, 1$ kids!) and actually it worked out great. No crowd and although the steep view took some getting used too, we saw everything just fine.
And since there were few other people with us way up here, Millie and Maya had a chance to have their own little section.
Kids created a new game – watermelon baseball. There wasn’t a lot of running involved, just throwing and hitting watermelon pieces.
This sign was actually a bit further on our road, but seems so appropriate with this post. This kind of sign is hilarious after living so free in mexico. Good lord what have we become?