Ace.....I have few ideas on the dogs but not sure at this point and it's so far in the future.....at the moment my plans are nothing more than ideas.....
Clay / ITTOG.....yea, life without showers can just become a way of life I guess. Time seems to just pass by and before you know it it's been a few weeks. From my early years in the Peace Corps.....my road life as a young man.....my mountaineering trips.....RV life.....all have hardened me I think.....follow along and you'll see that others do the same.....
Now then, Yuma, Arizona certainly isn't a bad town but I will have to say that this place causes me quite a bit of anxiety. It was here in Yuma that I sold that Renegade motorhome after just a few short months of ownership, so it was here in Yuma that I lost a great deal of money. It was also in Yuma where I've had my worst interactions with city police not welcoming me.....as far as sleeping in the camper goes.....two straight years of being evicted. So after one night in Yuma we left early in the morning and continued driving south until we reached friendly San Luis, Arizona.....
San Luis is a sleepy little border town where few RVers travel and its exactly the kind of town that I needed, to just lay low, and hopefully let my bum leg heal. I pulled into the San Luis Walmart parking lot, a place I knew well from my previous travels, and set up my little camp in the back lot where I knew nobody would care. People are decent here.....
We had finally made it to the border with Mexico after months and months of traveling south. I love this little community where 98 % of the population is Latino, a statistic that came from the local border patrol. Most days here you will only see Latinos and rarely do you hear a word spoken in English. If you were blindfolded and dropped off here you would swear you were in Mexico.....
This sign made me smile.....the reason I think is obvious.....
People living in shacks like this sure do make me sad.....
Old neighborhoods near the border wall.....
The border wall has changed quite a bit from last year.....concertina wire is everywhere close to the center of the city and it certainly gives the feel of being in a prison.....more sadness at the border.....
We walk into town lots and we walk along the border wall lots.....
I have a goal during my stay here and it is a simple one.....heal the leg.....and maybe provide a little help to others.....
Now this picture speak volumes.....the massive pile of concertina wire on the concrete barriers with the Mexican flag in the background.....
People know I walk a lot.....and I walk in a lot of different places.....walking gives me time to think.....walking along this wall sure does make a man think.....
