One of my last experiences here would take place right here and you can not see the folks involved since we were not about to take their photograph.

In the far right at a V point were two local police and we were being approached by many vendors, beggars, and other folk. Most of them would only speak Spanish and one of them in English after 2 minutes of Spanish. He spoke it better than most people I know.
It appeared that they were attempting to sell us information about how to move up in the boarder line but I was uncertain. At one point the English speaking one said you should go speak to them and for a price they may help you. Mmmmm…everything is for sale isn’t it?
Right after that a young guy on a sport bike, the only one we saw beeped his horn and quickly rode by in another outside lane. He waived his hand and I thought should I go? I would have to switch four lanes of non-moving traffic and go between a tight cement wall. It was time to go for it and I did not knowing where I would end up and totally uncertain about the decision I had made. Turned out to be a winner and got me to here pretty quick.

Once here I still had a small wait but I could now see the boarder crossing and the many people wanting and waiting to cross it.



