On into Mexico…

…but first, a look at some antiques…

Looking over onto the golf course. An ancient Egyptian pyramid. True. Not very big, but remember that people were smaller way back than. Kinda cool that they have all these old wagons and carts and what-not. Fairly well preserved in these desert conditions.

I took all those above pictures with my phone camera and it sure looks like I need to clean the lens. Tomorrow maybe?

Anyway, after my week there at the Rio Bend RV Park, it was time to head to Mexico. I’d gotten all the little details wrapped up, and was ready to go. The day of departure was leisurely as San Felipe is only a two hour drive after crossing the boarder. After leaving the park, crossed over the freeway and got a diesel fill up at that little store I mentioned last post. Very handy because I didn’t have to drive into the crowded business section of El Centro or Calixico trying to find fuel. And by buying early, I could avoid having to go to any fuel station near the border…which are almost always crowded. Buying in the US is less expensive too.

And this time I just headed towards the East crossing into Mexicali. I’d done the West crossing twice and that was fine both times, but I kept hearing that the East crossing was simpler so I tried that one this time. Here’s the office I had to go into to get my visa. Ya know, it was so inexpensive, I can’t even remember what it cost me.

Looks a little constricted and I did inch my way through to be safe. First I stopped right here where I took this next picture. My RV is big, and I was towing a car, and the cute border guard had me keep moving and park way over there in the distance. I’d already parked and exited the RV when she came out to talk. After I parked she wanted me come back to the office. And there was room over there along the left side the roadway where you can see that barrier. Cars and trucks pull into traffic lanes over there that veered off at a 45. No way I could do that. No room to exit. But even so, there was room for me and a couple other RVs to park there in the distance without blocking traffic. It was pretty quiet though when I went through. After I had my visa, I just drove straight on, took a left onto the main road and started following my GPS.Kind of ended up in a residential area when I misread the GPS directions. No bother, I had a sense of where I was going so I slithered my way around, both following my nose, and the GPS.

And soon I was on MX-5 heading south. And soon I was at the military check point outside of San Felipe. The guys that inspect basically look for funny stuff in your cabinets. Didn’t even check the refer. They didn’t speak much English and I don’t speak much Spanish but we managed to communicate. Outskirts of San Felipe.And here I am all snuggled into my favorite spot at Campo San Felipe. Right next to the Wifi building, excellent shade during the late afternoon for cooling, and plenty of room for my awning if needed. Time for a walk around to see how much they have accomplished with the buildings… This is from the back of that buildings deck looking towards town… And this is the unfinished bar and stuff. Wondering when they’re going to finish that until I started talking to the other campers. Sunshine (the owner) has been an activist supporting the fishermen here in town and has been arrested. He was in the prison in Mexico City when I arrived in SF. Doh! Turned out what happened is that he has property and family in San Diego, and he went to visit. When he returned in his SUV with his young family, they were searched and the Mexican police ‘found’ cocaine. Bullllllsssshhhhiiittt. I know the man, he wasn’t transporting drugs. Anyway, that’s why some things haven’t been finished. And when I arrived, I also found out that my other favorite guy that worked here, Israel, had been fired. Dammit. Well, whatever. More gossip next time…