A Texan from El Paso started a chat as I came back from the rib line. He was telling me that Juarez is a war zone of thugs, not necessarily the drug lords that the American media paints it. That Americans have no clue as to what is going on there.That they are systematically shutting down border towns on the Mexican side, and that foreigners are not safe. He won’t go across the border now though he worked on the Mexico side for 10 years. The thugs are moving West and have reached Las Palomas, the border town at Columbus in central NM.
The Pancho Villa State Park is at Columbus and I stayed there last May. I went to Palomas, there were no problems then. But now the Purple Store is closed. The Purple Store, of all places. Every small border town has a Purple Store which is, not coincidentally, painted purple. It is the most popular destination when Gringos go there. Food, margaritas, mariachis, liquor, Mexican ‘object de jour’, prescription drugs. The thugs are running ‘protection’ rackets, extorting money from the business persons to ‘protect’ them from having the business burned, or the owner killed. The correct term is lawlessness, not drug wars.
They could do that to Algodones soon. I may have squeaked under the wire for my dental work.
Damn, Annie just puked her dinner on the motor home floor. Ate it, turned 180 degrees and regurgitated it. This heat is getting to her old constitution. I would leave it to dry until morning and it would come up like a pancake, except it is on the exit steps. Gotta move to cooler environs really soon, or this will become a common occurrence. I need to buy liquid Pepto by the quart.
Or maybe she just heard one too many Eh’s. Perhaps Annie is feeling some of what the French feel toward the pushy Americans?
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Heard over the distance: Eh! Eh! mumble yada mumble yada mumble Eh! Or should that be ‘Eh?’ instead of ‘Eh!’? I do not know, because I do not speak Canadian, but the Canadian ‘eh’ seems very similar to the Japanese ‘Hi’ – can mean anything.
As nice as most of them are,they are beginning to wear on me. It turns out that this casino RV parking is overrun by Canadians! And a few of them are somewhat pushy, will take over a conversation if you let one into it, or not. Think about being surrounded by dozens of Sarah Palin talk-alikes!
“Eh eh here, eh eh there, everywhere an eh eh.”
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Boredom sets in. Casino excitement wears off. Anxious for a new view, despite this place being much more pleasant than it looks. But I do wish all parkers had solar power instead of generators. Many have to run their genset just to watch TV!
The electronic game hall for seniors, and post-seniors, is an active place. And I guess there is nothing wrong with that, in appropriate moderation, when there are few other outlets that are enjoyable at that (and this) age. And they love the trinkets and doo-dads across the border. I do not.
I have yet to find anything I would give any consideration to buy, except perhaps a bribe to get in the front of the returning line. I will be trapped in a 2-3 hour wait tomorrow as my partial is made. Just enough time to get back in to the U.S. and turn around and cross back into Mx. Yeah, I am really looking forward to that wait! Almost as bad as the dentist chair.
I see the second thoughts in the eyes of people in the line as they carry their big turtles, plates, pots, booze. Frequently carrying more bottles of booze than allotted by the U.S. law. And then there was the lady from Holland that was so drunk that she had to be steadied by and shushed by her comrades. One person asked me if I could ‘buy her way in.’ Wrong direction for that, lady. Besides I informed her that inebriation was not cause to prevent her reentry.
The next day she undoubtedly will want to go to Mexico. She will have no memory of being there.
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|The Paradise casino RV parking lot is drying out
from the downpour one week ago.
(See the word ‘Panorama’ on the image? Click it for a larger view)
We are still hanging out at the casino across the river from Yuma. The casino has a huge dirt parking lot in the back for RVs and trucks. It is free, except for the money one pokes into the slot-bots and spends at the restaurant, though the restaurant prices are not bad. A decent breakfast including drinks can be had for $2.50! Many RVs are taking advantage of their hospitality.
Barth trapped a ‘wax and go’ fellow today, and is now nice and clean and shinny on the outside. Unfortunately rubble has crept into the inside. Weather has warmed but is still breezy, the norm for Yuma winters/springs.
There are two more dental appointments in Algodones remaining, and probably an adjustment visit or three after that. So I will have to hang around these parts a while longer. Hey, I have parked in worse parking lots, and downtown is a long stroll away. I may have to drop another $10 bucks or so in the casino soon. At least the have one-cent slots! So for $5.00 I get to push the button 500 times.
Those slots hypnotize old farts just like iPods and computer games do the young crowd. And just as fruitless. Points just don’t seem like $$.
[Edit: The official policy of RV parking here is overnight, eat and play. I guess if you eat and play, tomorrow is a new overnight. Thing is they require no registration, and as far as I can tell, they have no security patrols tagging RVs. But then, there are not many fools broke enough and cheap enough to park in a parking lot long term except me!]
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Yesterday was a nasty weather day. Lots of clouds, wet, chilly, rained a lot. I went to dump Barth and the paved county road was approaching impassable. I do not know how much it rained, but the rain was fast enough that many places in the road were washed over with desert mud and sand. The road was technically closed by the county at the beginning of it, so I suspect that further north where there are roller-coaster dips, the road may have been truly impassable.
A sunny week is forecast.
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