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We were going to walk across the border, but took a wrong road and ended up driving in. This is new experience for me and for Paul. As soon as we get into the middle of Juarez a Mexican on a bicycle approached us and us and offered to lead us to a local market area. We go inside and up and down each isle, but found nothing of interest. Everyone is very friendly and industrious. |
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We go to another market area and buy two glass balls. I buy two pairs of earrings, a hair clip, and a matching bracelet. |
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We eat lunch on an outside table at the market. I eat a bland Mexican dish. I have no idea what it is but I'm still alive, so it must have been OK. Paul orders steak. It is thinly sliced with an unusual taste. |
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| We come back across the border into Texas and we both breath a little sigh of relief. It is very interesting but a little strange also. I was panicked inside but I made it. I wouldn't have even tried the experience a few years ago. I will be able now to say that I have been to Mexico. |
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| Paul goes back out to explore some more. He mentioned going to another flea market and I imagine that he will have a lot to write about when he returns. I find the flea market at an old drive-in theater near downtown El Paso. It was probably a good market, but by the time I arrive many dealers are closing. I decide to drive back to the RV on a road beside the Rio Grand River. |
| There is an embankment all along the river so that I can't see it to get a picture. It finally becomes a challenge to get a picture, so I parked the car, get on the bicycle and ride across the bridge into Mexico. I finally get my picture. Boy... what a disappointing excuse for a river !!! |
| The town is not impressive, and the roads are not good for bicycling, but the crossing on the bicycle is a good adventure. | The best part of crossing into Mexico always seems to be the return trip to the good old USA. |
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| On my way back from Mexico to the RV, I drive by the Speaking Rock Casino and am lured in by a whisper in my ear. I decide to play $20.00 worth of quarters and leave. On my eighth quarter, I hit two blue sevens x2 and win 600 quarters ($150.00). I play the rest of my quarters and walk away with $130.00 in my pocket... doesn't happen often!!! |
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