Monday, April 23, 2007
america at last
it was with serious doubts and with a few tears, that i sat in the long line waiting to cross the boarder back into america. i missed the obvious conviniences of home. mexico has a major lack of well-made consumer products. we lived on a steep hill in a sleepy mexican neighborhood with cobbled streets. walking without turning your ankle could be tricky. you had brush your teeth with bottled water (i never did), no phone, no computer. america held the material dreams of my heart. but sitting in line to cross the boarder i was already missing the mexican children, the families, the smiling abuelitas, the warm evenings and cool mornings, views of the pacific and long walks through little neighborhoods full of scrappy dogs and crowing roosters. i'm gonna miss that place. but man did i miss my friends. and being able to flush toliet paper down the toilet.