California Bound!
Baja California, that is.
We are now in Mexico and officially on our adventures. Frances drove us over the border yesterday morning, and we are currently residing in the Frat-Boy favourite town of Ensenada. Lots of shops selling cheap pharmaceuticals and cuban cigars, and US-style bars with fully-fledged gift shops so that you can prove you got drunk there. But we don't care - this is Mexico, with the sun and the Pacific Ocean and the mountains and Quesedillas for breakfast.
The mountain scenery has been magnificent, particularly when driving along the border. Pictures will follow once we remember the connectors and things.
Our first stab at a border crossing was on Thursday night. We flew down to San Diego, with the aim of picking up a rental car and crossing the border at Tecate - a civilised little village with a brewery - rather than the hotbed of sin that constitues Tijuana. The only constraint was the the crossing closed at midnight. But our flight got in at 8pm, so we weren't worried.
A catologue of delays ensued - the flight was late, the Thrifty car rental staff were operating at half speed, and there turned out to virtually no road signs. Still, by the time we made it to the crossing it was still only 11pm. Actually, 11.03 and those three minutes made all the difference. The guide books had let us down - and Tecate had just closed. So we found ourselves stranded miles from the nearest border crossing, hotel, tourist information centre or helpful bystander. Still, we had our big California-style Ford Taurus, and we were on an adventure. No turning back for us.
Stay tuned for the conclusion of this exciting tale. It's getting dark, and another night in Ensenada beckons. Love to all.
posted by jos and/or lizzie at 5:17 PM
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Well I'm now in New York and not exactly sure where Jos and Lizzie are. But I can report that they were doing very well yesterday evening when I dropped them off at Ensenada bus station with tickets for a 10 hour journey southbound.
I've taught them everything I know - how to make tomato sandwiches Mexican style, that knowing the Spanish imperfect subjunctive form is less important than remembering the word for garlic and that yes, it is possible to survive quite happily on chips and guacamole 3 meals a day. They are on their own now..
1:52 PM
Meow, Meeeeooow!
Firstly I am mortally offended that you think I am incapable of emailing. I am quite proficient with a P.C. don't you know. It's just that I never seem to get the chance when you are there, you're always bothering me with food or some silly game! Anyhow, life in Brighton is pretty good. There is this really strange thing in my new house that the people call 'Jo'. I'm not sure what it is but it's bloody scary, it keeps pointing and me and making very load noises. Other than that my new companions are quite nice, there's a little blond one who likes to stroke me and give me food and another one who sometimes lets me sleep on her bed, (unless I wake her in the night. There's one with lots of dark hair who lets me sit on her lap in the evening and calls me 'Schmeeta Peter'? And there are loads of new places to sit. The garden's OK but it's very cold. Anyway, hope you're both OK I do miss you a bit, in a kind of nonchalant (is that spelt right?) cat way xxx Schmeeta
p.s. The hairy one wants a word:
Hi guys, glad to hear all is well I love you and miss you but am much consoled by the genius long distant list game, I will email answers shortly! Helenxxxxxxxxxx
1:57 PM
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