It’s always a little more fun breaking camp and rolling out, especially after two nights, when we know we have a room booked for the night.
But first we’re heading to one edge of the USA and into Sasabe, Arizona.
For the past two days we have the pretty much the road to ourselves and what seems like an endless parade of Border Patrol vehicles. The twenty or so vehicles with accompanying agents might make up for the whole population of the town.
The locals we’ve talked to seem to disagree whether the town is home to nineteen or twenty three souls.(there not sure about Russell?) Perhaps the later today, as the only business in town is the local mercantile store and for those souls and for us it’s a big day. The cantina is open(maximum capacity…nineteen or twenty-three, all depends who you….) for it’s weekly afternoon and more so for us, they are serving burritos for lunch.
No better place for this Mexican staple as we’re right on the border in full view of the “Wall”, and I’m not talking about “The Wall”, the eleventh studio album by the English progressive rock band Pink Floyd, released on 30 November 1979. The rock opera that explores Pink, a jaded rock star whose eventual self-imposed isolation from society forms a figurative wall.
Going...flat.....out.
Burrito with gas.
How convenient.
Simplifies things.
USA/Mexico border.
Not here or today, but we do plan a quick visit up down the road.
I need to add to my list of countries visited. I've seen Mexico a number of times but the time is near.
"Hey, teacher, leave us kids alone
All in all, you're just another steel I beam in the wall
All in all, you're just another steel I beam in the wall"
Passing through downtown Sasabe, Arizona on out way to a night on the rancho.
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