Cross the bridge from McAllen, drop into a world where the chipped paint on the buildings is merely a backdrop for the bold written proclamations of things for sale. Evident right away too is the smell of gasoline fumes, off cars predominantly older but also smaller from their counterparts across the bridge. But there’s also a big public park right across the street too, and at least one in nearly every town big enough to have more than just a main street.
Drivers have all been courteous so far. The secondary highways have little enough traffic, and the main ones usually have at least two lanes per side, so plenty of room for drivers to pass. Everyday to Ciudad Victoria featured strong winds coming off the Gulf, so with those and to avoid stressing my knee I’ve been sticking to 100km days. Nice to be back in the metric system again, though Celsius temperature reports still take some getting used to. The weather warmed up again, sunny cloudless sweat-filled ice-cream-in-the-afternoon days.
From Ciudad Victoria, heading more or less south with mountains looming visibly to the west. Need to improve my Spanish pronto, the usual anticipated questions aren’t too bad but everything else takes a few seconds to process. Thankfully there’s time, and nowhere to go but up. Until next time.
yayayaya(: glad to hear all’s well! Kristine and I were just talking about ya yesterday
My ears be burning! Hopefully that and not sunburn.
Had dinner at the farm last night and were thinking/chatting about you. Keeping you in mind as you make your way south- Best of luck and just maybe we will see you somewhere down south…
Would be a lot of fun! Hope all is well.
Su tienda tiene uno cuarto de banjo?
woooo! you made it to mexico!! stay safe! and brush up on your espanol pronto 🙂
Yay Sam! you made it to Mexico!