More Drama and trauma.

We made the border crossing this morning, after standing in line getting our tourist cards, then getting them stamped, copied, paid for all the loose ends were nearly tied,  One problemo senior, On Chucks bike registration his name is listed as Chuck Sun, on the rest of the paper work, his name is listed as Charles Sun.  No budging, fudging or getting around it.  We are stuck in no mans land, we tried to call home, the cell phones don’t work and we are in sight of the US border.  The pay phones don’t work even with the help of the kind locals.  So we had lunch, my spanish failed us and we got 2 bean burittos and a coke, okay it was cheap, but with all the taste treats to enjoy, a bean buritto was not what I was hoping for.

So we crossed back into the US.  The customs guard asked how long we had been in Mexico? “Uhhh, about 2 hours”  He laughed and sent us on our way.

We are back in Nogales now, we are going to find a cheap motel and spend the night, it is cold and rainy here, too nasty to camp so we are heading to Motel 6 an will try again tomorrow.   Chuck is contacting the Nevada registration place tomorrow morning and getting the correct documents faxed here.  The lady at the Holiday Inn is really nice, she is letting us sit on the big plush couch and make calls and use the computer to write to you, then we go down the street!  Gringos.  Any how we are not giving up, besides we have spent too much money on Mexican insurance to give up now.  I’ll write as soon as I can, keep those cards and letters coming.
Charlie