aishajamil

The Tone of Mexico

In 2011 on January 9, 2011 at 2:11 pm

I always knew that Mexico would be one of the first places I would head to when I got my green card.

Why?

Because it was close-by, cheap and full of Mexicans.

Nuevo Laredo, Mexico

I got into Nuevo Laredo, the town between the Mexico and Texan border, around four p.m on a Wednesday afternoon and immediately noticed the monumental changes between the two countries. Well for starters, everything was written in Spanish. People were sitting outside their brightly-colored broken homes with no clear motivation in their eyes and the town somehow just seemed at unease. Or maybe that uneasiness was coming from me.

We headed into the border station where we filled out our paperwork and showed our passports. I was confident that I could enter the country on my green card as I had been given the thumbs up at the Mexican consulate a few weeks prior. However, I was taken aback when the woman behind the counter told me that I would not be able to enter without a tourist visa. According to her, Pakistan was just one of those countries they could not let slide. Luckily, a few Thomas Jeffersons later, they were happy to let me swing on by.

As I finally begin to settle in, I felt like a little kid at Disney World. Everything seemed interesting, amazing and thrilling. I got so caught up in the hoopla that ten minutes after we crossed the border, I decided to take a picture of the Mexican military tanks driving next to us. There were at least five in total, each one carrying around 7-10 men with masks on their faces and AK-47s in their hands. Little did I know that I was committing a ‘terrorist act’ when the tanks surrounded our car on every possible side. We were told to get out of the car, questioned for our motives and our car, bags, notebooks and cameras were inspected. Thinking that this was the funniest shit ever, I stood there trying not to laugh the whole time. When the officer came over to ask me questions, I told him I didn’t speak Spanish and he left me alone wishing me a good rest of the trip. I tell this story because it set the tone for the rest of the trip:

crazy.

More to come later.

Happy fishing.

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  1. looks like u had an awesome time!!!

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