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Faux trip report about one of my two trips to Mexico.

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One of them was to Acapulco some time in the 70's. Not memorable.

The other one WAS memorable! I was in Calexico, California, in the 80's, when I belonged to the 99's, an organization for women pilots. For some reason, we had our sectional meeting in Calexico.

A tour to Mexical, just over the border, was advertised. I thought that might be fun, so I signed up. The first surprise was the tour bus itself. It was a school-type bus which belonged to a church of some kind. It was hot, there was no air conditioning, and the seats were hard, but what the heck! we were off to Mexico.

The second surprise was that the bus had to stop for gas very shortly after the trip began, and there was a long line at the pumps.We had to wait in that line for 20 minutes or half an hour, as we sat sweltering. I wondered why it hadn't occurred to the driver to fill up before he picked us up.

The next thing I remember was that we stopped for lunch at a Chinese restaurant. I was nervous about the food, because these were the days when you didn't eat raw fruit or veggies in Mexico. And besides, I'm a picky eater. I ended up just drinking a bottle of orange soda.

So there I am, looking forward to colorful native markets, when we made our next stop. At a liquor store--where apparently one could buy cheap liquor. Some of the women stocked up. Being a non-drinker, I was mildly irritated and very impatient, though I tried not to show it.

After that, we went to a shop that sold pictures painted on black velvet. My favorite was of a naked lady with a rose strategically placed to preserve the lady's modesty. There was a horrible fascination for me in these paintings.

The last place at which we stopped was what I believe to be a private home decorated with quite nice modern paintings which may have been for sale. I didn't buy one. I don't suppose anyone else did either.

The final touch was provided as we sat in the bus while a crop duster plane flew low over us, startling us and probably releasing deadly chemicals on us.

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