MEXICO 2006

throwback travel thursdays // tijuana, mexico. 2006.
tijuana, mexico. 2006.
tijuana, mexico. 2006.
throwback travel thursdays // tijuana, mexico. 2006.
throwback travel thursdays // tijuana, mexico. 2006.
throwback travel thursdays // tijuana, mexico. 2006.
tijuana, mexico. 2006.
tijuana, mexico. 2006.
throwback travel thursdays // tijuana, mexico. 2006.
tijuana, mexico. 2006.
tijuana, mexico. 2006.

Steph didn't believe me + Anthonette when we said that we wanted to make a day trip to Tijuana. Why the heck not? It's only a 30-minute train ride from San Diego! And Steph still didn't take us seriously as me + Anthonette talked to an informative bellhop, checked out a map, walked over to a kiosk, bought our tickets and stood at the designated platform for the train ride straight to Mexico. Only then when we started to board did Steph had a minor meltdown.

"It's dangerous in Mexico!"

I remembered Anthonette and I exchanging looks,

"It's like being in a 3rd world country! We're all from 3rd world countries!"

"Trinidad does not look like Mexico. What if we end up in a Mexican jail??!"

Hmmm. I suppose the streets of Trinidad aren't the same as Nigeria or Philippines.

"Steph, what the hell are you going to do that will make you end up in a Mexican jail??!"

"You never know!"

I think at this point me and Anthonette were gawking at Steph, but honestly, in my opinion, I don't think anybody will mess with 2 black people. So I said it,

"Nobody will bother us ... I'm with 2 black people!"

And with that, we hopped on the train to Mexico.

We garnered celebrity status attention while roaming Avenida Revolucion. Not because we were an unlikely trio of black-asian-black (if Nausheen was with us, we'd really be a sight to see!), but because Steph, well, looked scared shitless the whole entire time. Even after a successful haggling bid (Anthonette has some sort of weird attraction to lude souvenirs), discovering 3 margaritas for $1, pointing out every pharmacy in an attempt to cheer up our dear Steph the Pharmacist (20 in an hour!) ... home girl still wasn't having it. Not even a donkey moonlighting as a zebra could loosen up Steph. So after a few hours, we headed back to San Diego. But not without the most awkward verbal exchange ever with our sassy taxi driver before walking back into the states, which I'm sure proved Steph's point even further.

But I gotta admit, because of Steph's sourpuss attitude (sorry, hun - it was kinda comical!), this has got to be one of my more memorable and entertaining trips to Mexico. Makes for great stories! (As Anthonette had plugged into her MOH's speech at Steph's wedding years later. Can't believe I've made it in that speech!) When's the next trip to Tijuana, ladies? ... Steph? =P

besos ... jin