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Thursday, December 29, 2011

Broke down near Yuma

Your Ad Here We had some fun in Los Algodones Mexico. For $5, I got my hair cut professionally for the first time in years (I do it myself). It was a fine job but not any better than I do myself. I had my shoes shined for $5 (waste of money). I got a beer for $2.25 and some nasty fish tacos. Sandy got her hair colored for $12. That was supposed to take 45 mins but I think it took more like 2 hours. It felt like 2 hours anyway. Herman bought a $2 maraca that I am sure he could have bargained down to 50 cents.

The mexican vendors in Los Algodones are like drooling, feral dogs watching people eat steak. We're a dollar bill to them... nothing more. Their extreme pushiness was annoying at first but then it became comical. It had to or you'd SCREAM. One vendor pushes his cheap wares up in your face and you say "no thanks". Literally, 10 feet away on the same sidewalk, another vendor thrusts the same exact cheap jewelry, maracas and gum at you and again you say "no thanks". It's like a Benny Hill skit.  If you ask "how much", the price is high at first but rapidly goes down the farther you walk away. It's like that over and over and over all day long.

Americans mainly go here for cheap eye glasses, dentistry & prescription drugs. The doctors are supposedly schooled in America and the services top notch. I honestly couldn't trust my vision or my mouth to a mexican dressed in scubs yelling from the sidewalk, asking me if I need a dentist or eye glasses. It just seems very wrong to me.

This line back into the USA goes as far as you can see and then wraps around the corner and goes that far again
So, after about 4 hours of  "sir, come here. I want to talk to you", we got in line to cross the border back into the USA. The line was almost an hour long. You can walk right into Mexico without even a second look from anyone but getting back into the USA requires a long line wait and a weak grilling by a customs agent. After spending time in Mexico, I can see why they all want to come to the USA... It's a sh*thole really.

I took this pic for my mom. She loves T.C.
Evidently, you can look like Tom Cruise circa 1999 if you get your hair cut here.

Everyone raved about these fish tacos but I thought they kind of sucked. 7 hours later & I'm still burping them up.

Me having a Dos Equis in Mexio. There are worse things!