Our fantastic Condo vacation package awaited us in Baja, CA., visit it here just inside the Mexico border, near the beautiful Rosarito Beach. As we made our way to the Mexico border we were a little skeptical as friends and family had warned us to be on our toes and do exactly the correct procedure: stay in the right lanes and answer the questions of the border patrol agent with a straight face and be serious because the line was going to be long and there was going to be a long wait so be patient.
My husband’s friend/co-worker offered his lavish condo, on the beach, to us for a whole week for our 35th wedding anniversary last year. We were very anxious and planned everything out so that we would be organized and prepared. We were warned about the Mexico border and Mexico in general: stay on the main roads, no joking around when at a Federali check points and DON’T drink the water.
The flight into San Diego was uneventful as we rented our car near the airport and made our way to a nearby grocery store to stock up for the week. We bought a small ice chest and loaded up the car with some yummy favorites to take to the beach and the Condo. Our condo will have a kitchen and we can cook our own food, relax and stay there if we want and enjoy the beach.
As we approached the Mexico border with our goodies from Safeway, our passports and straight faces we were confident to do the right thing and we would have access to our GPS device for directions and cell phone contact with my husband, Joe’s friend/co-worker, Terri, that owned the condo.
I was looking at the map and directions that Terri had given us and Joe was driving, we were a little nervous and felt uneasy as we neared long lines of traffic about 6 rows across. After about an hour we cleared the patrol fine and we knew we needed to get over close to the right and make our way to our first turn just under an overpass. We were getting really nervous though because our GPS devise was not picking up the area just inside the border, and we were having a little trouble keeping Terri on the cell phone.
We obviously took a wrong turn somewhere, after over an hour driving in congested traffic we decided to head back to the border, turn around and start over with a fresh look at the map as we re-grouped with Terri. We made the mistake though of getting into the wrong line that read something in Spanish that we didn’t understand and were pulled over by the inspection patrol. Evidently we got into the workers line where you needed a special pass. We got into that line because it was moving along very quickly and we wanted to be on our way. The border patrol people were not very nice about it; they kept interrupting Joe because he talks a lot when he’s nervous, they went through our car and confiscated most of our groceries that we had just bought because you are not supposed to bring fruits or vegetables into the country. Yeah right they were looking for lunch. Joe was trying very hard to explain our situation with his shaky voice, red face and flailing hand gestures. After a thorough search, and a brief lecture, by 2 different officers we were relieved to get back on the road and headed in the right direction to our happy destination that awaited us.