After waking up real early, Dad thought we might have to unpack the car when we arrived at the border. He even made a up a plan. All in all it was really pretty easy. All we had to do was go through some checkpoints and then Dad had to get out and go inside the Immigration office to show some forms and sign some paper. Then, just as we were about to leave the Immigration office, a security guy asked us what we were carrying and we said we had household items such as kitchen supplies, blankets, clothes, and books. Then we were on our way to Tampico. If you think driving to Washington, D.C., is hard then go to Mexico and drive to Tampico. Because we were new to Mexico, we didn’t quite know the roads and it was very different. Since there weren’t any signs pointing us to the right highway – plus all of them are in Spanish, and we know very little Spanish – we went on some little adventures that caused us to see some of the places where people live.
Boy, we sure got lost. As we started to figure out that we were getting lost, we passed by many little neighborhoods with shacks that people live in. It made me feel a little sorry for the people who live there. Finally we asked a man outside a mechanic in Matamoros who told us (in Spanish) that we needed to turn around and go to a highway next to a Walmart. That night we made it to Tampico, Mexico, and slept at a Hotel Miramar Inn and collapsed. The next day after a little sleep we drove to San Luis Potosi. After arriving we ate a little and Elea, Mom, and I fell asleep while dad wrote his blog. After we woke up we got some breakfast and headed to Morellia.
When we arrived it started to rain then pour. Soon the streets were flooding and everywhere you looked you could see people crowded in shops and water 12 inches or more deep, and to make matters worse it was dark, late, and there was traffic. At last we found a Quality Inn where they allowed pets (small dogs, not Rommel's size) so luckily for us the lady at the desk knew a vet friend who would take care of our pet for the night. That night we slept without worry. Sometime before 12:00 p.m. the nice man who took our dog returned him and made dad change Rommel diet by giving us some new dog food. Not too long after that we left to go to Patzcuaro.
It wasn’t much of a trip today; it was only about one hour. When we arrived, we were in a place called Hacienda Mariposas, where you can come to relax in a hot tub or ride one of the horses they have there or walk to the open part of the fence near the Horse’s pen off the path which leads you to a huge breathtaking meadow or choose a book from the library (in English!). We stayed at this relaxing place for a couple of nights. The next morning we awoke and then drove to a place called Villa Gardenias, which is a little hotel near the place we are staying at called Gringolandia. Well, there is the story about how we arrived!
More of my adventures later.
Oh - My dad is making me write book reports and post them, so you will be seeing some of those soon.