Finshaggy
Well-Known Member
Mexico:
I got to the bus station in Tucson, and the lady behind the counter didn't speak any English. But I got a bus ticket to Hermosillo, and waited to board. I expected the border to have dogs, and a passport check (We went through Nogales). But all we had to do was press a button, attached to the button was something like a traffic like. When you pressed the button, the traffic light lights up green most of the time (EVERY passenger on the bus I was on got green), but sometimes it turns red. The person who pressed the button and got a red light has to get searched. That was the ONLY border security when entering Mexico. After that we got back on the bus and drove the rest of the way to Hermosillo.
I got to Hermosillo in the middle of the night, and asked a taxi for a ride to a hotel. Not a SINGLE person spoke English, I'm surprised I was able to communicate with people as well as I did while I was there, because I don't know ANY Spanish. But I got to the hotel, and went to sleep. The next day I decided to try to meet some people, so I went to a Tecate cantina. There were a bunch of people there, mostly college kids (Hermosillo has a very large student population) but not many of them spoke English. I sat at the bar and got a beer (this was my first time ever getting a drink at a bar, I'm still 20), and while I was drinking it, one of the guys at the bar started asking me questions in English, like "where are you from", etc. I had a Texas rangers hat on, and probably a Cookie monster or Ninja Turtle shirt, so it was obvious I was an American probably. I hung out with them for a while, we got drunk, and someone told me that there was a city with beautiful beaches, and some people living there from America even though it was still mostly Mexicans, and they told me I should go there next. So the next day I got on a bus to Kino Bay (Bahia de Kino).
I got to Kino bay and I found a hotel to stay at, then I started walking around looking for someone to get bud from. I could buy alcohol at any convenience store, so I just needed some bud now. I started walking around, and saw a man that looked like he was in his 50's walking around. I walked up to him and asked "Mota?", turned out he spoke kinda okay English, and he told me to follow him. So I followed him about 30 ft to his house. He went inside and came back out with a pipe and some bud. Just reggie, but it was legit. We smoked and he asked where I was staying, I told him I was staying at the hotel right by his house, he asked how much I was being charged, and when I told him he told me I could stay in his spare room for 50 pesos a day, roughly 5 US Dollars. So I told him I would come back the next day since I had already paid a night at the hotel.
The next day (brought my stuff) I went back and asked if I he knew anyone I could buy bud from. He took me to an RV park and the manager there said he could get bud. So I gave him 100 pesos (roughly $10) and he brought back about a quarter of some reggie. We smoked and drank that night, and ate good. Every night in Mexico we made some dank ass stew, or some huge ass fish. The next day he took me to meet an American family that lived there, and whom he fished with regularly. That night we played spades with them and got drunk as shit, every night we got drunk as shit.
Then, when I ran out of bud I asked the guy at the RV park if he could get more, and this time when I gave him $10 (actually less than $10, because it was 100 pesos) he came back with a half oz. Then later that day we were chillin at the RV park drinking, and two cops came up on four wheelers. I thought something was wrong, and something bad happened. They walked up to us, neither of them spoke English, and the guy I had got my bud from HARDLY spoke any English either. So I was confused at first, but then the RV manager told me it was ok to smoke in front of them. So I rolled up a joint, and blazed. Neither of them smoked, but they drank some of the beer we had, and gave me some money to go to the store to get more beer. It was THE chillest experience with police that I have EVER had.
That weekend a bunch of people came together at the RV park, the manager started a fire and we all drank and ate crazy good that night. I couldn't understand a word anyone was saying (except for the guy I was staying with who spoke kinda ok English), we were all just drunk as fuck. We blazed, someone had a guitar so we all listened to him for a while, and it was a chill night. Everyone brought food, so there was tons of all kinds of Mexican food, I had never even heard of or seen some of the shit before. And did you know tacos in Mexico are all made from tongue, brains, and cheek meat. They call them "Tacos de Cabeza", there's always a sign wherever they sell the tacos.
On fathers day, the man who I was staying with had family members come through all day. I met his daughter, and her boyfriend, who is a rapper in Mexico, he gave me a CD. And a group of kids that I'm not even sure was related to him, but they stayed to drink and smoke for a while.
I'll finish up Mexico later. I gotta go take a piss, and smoke a joint.
I got to the bus station in Tucson, and the lady behind the counter didn't speak any English. But I got a bus ticket to Hermosillo, and waited to board. I expected the border to have dogs, and a passport check (We went through Nogales). But all we had to do was press a button, attached to the button was something like a traffic like. When you pressed the button, the traffic light lights up green most of the time (EVERY passenger on the bus I was on got green), but sometimes it turns red. The person who pressed the button and got a red light has to get searched. That was the ONLY border security when entering Mexico. After that we got back on the bus and drove the rest of the way to Hermosillo.
I got to Hermosillo in the middle of the night, and asked a taxi for a ride to a hotel. Not a SINGLE person spoke English, I'm surprised I was able to communicate with people as well as I did while I was there, because I don't know ANY Spanish. But I got to the hotel, and went to sleep. The next day I decided to try to meet some people, so I went to a Tecate cantina. There were a bunch of people there, mostly college kids (Hermosillo has a very large student population) but not many of them spoke English. I sat at the bar and got a beer (this was my first time ever getting a drink at a bar, I'm still 20), and while I was drinking it, one of the guys at the bar started asking me questions in English, like "where are you from", etc. I had a Texas rangers hat on, and probably a Cookie monster or Ninja Turtle shirt, so it was obvious I was an American probably. I hung out with them for a while, we got drunk, and someone told me that there was a city with beautiful beaches, and some people living there from America even though it was still mostly Mexicans, and they told me I should go there next. So the next day I got on a bus to Kino Bay (Bahia de Kino).
I got to Kino bay and I found a hotel to stay at, then I started walking around looking for someone to get bud from. I could buy alcohol at any convenience store, so I just needed some bud now. I started walking around, and saw a man that looked like he was in his 50's walking around. I walked up to him and asked "Mota?", turned out he spoke kinda okay English, and he told me to follow him. So I followed him about 30 ft to his house. He went inside and came back out with a pipe and some bud. Just reggie, but it was legit. We smoked and he asked where I was staying, I told him I was staying at the hotel right by his house, he asked how much I was being charged, and when I told him he told me I could stay in his spare room for 50 pesos a day, roughly 5 US Dollars. So I told him I would come back the next day since I had already paid a night at the hotel.
The next day (brought my stuff) I went back and asked if I he knew anyone I could buy bud from. He took me to an RV park and the manager there said he could get bud. So I gave him 100 pesos (roughly $10) and he brought back about a quarter of some reggie. We smoked and drank that night, and ate good. Every night in Mexico we made some dank ass stew, or some huge ass fish. The next day he took me to meet an American family that lived there, and whom he fished with regularly. That night we played spades with them and got drunk as shit, every night we got drunk as shit.
Then, when I ran out of bud I asked the guy at the RV park if he could get more, and this time when I gave him $10 (actually less than $10, because it was 100 pesos) he came back with a half oz. Then later that day we were chillin at the RV park drinking, and two cops came up on four wheelers. I thought something was wrong, and something bad happened. They walked up to us, neither of them spoke English, and the guy I had got my bud from HARDLY spoke any English either. So I was confused at first, but then the RV manager told me it was ok to smoke in front of them. So I rolled up a joint, and blazed. Neither of them smoked, but they drank some of the beer we had, and gave me some money to go to the store to get more beer. It was THE chillest experience with police that I have EVER had.
That weekend a bunch of people came together at the RV park, the manager started a fire and we all drank and ate crazy good that night. I couldn't understand a word anyone was saying (except for the guy I was staying with who spoke kinda ok English), we were all just drunk as fuck. We blazed, someone had a guitar so we all listened to him for a while, and it was a chill night. Everyone brought food, so there was tons of all kinds of Mexican food, I had never even heard of or seen some of the shit before. And did you know tacos in Mexico are all made from tongue, brains, and cheek meat. They call them "Tacos de Cabeza", there's always a sign wherever they sell the tacos.
On fathers day, the man who I was staying with had family members come through all day. I met his daughter, and her boyfriend, who is a rapper in Mexico, he gave me a CD. And a group of kids that I'm not even sure was related to him, but they stayed to drink and smoke for a while.
I'll finish up Mexico later. I gotta go take a piss, and smoke a joint.
