| J: ¡Bienvenidos a México! P: What? J: Your name is Pablo. Don't you know any Spanish? P: No. J: Anyway, as you can see they have a giant Mexican flag that is visible from quite a distance. That Mexicoach bus station at the Tijuana Tourist Terminal is where I disembarked in the tourist trap that is Tijuana. |
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| J: I grabbed lunch at Sanborn's Cafe. I know Sanborn's doesn't sound terribly Mexican, but I assure you is was an average restaurant in Mexico, unlike the obnoxiously loud touristy places along Revolucion Ave. I pretty much negotiated my entire lunch transaction en Español. I did ask for the English menu, but I did that in Spanish too. Two years of high school Spanish from twenty years ago sure comes in handy sometimes. |
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| J: Tijuana taxis. P: I don't get it. J: I'm not surprised. |
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| J: There are a lot of Catholics in Mexico. And since I usually end up taking pictures of churches for some reason, here's another one. |
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| J: The sign that welcomes folks who walked over the border to the main drag of Tijuana, Avenida Revolucion. |  |
| J: This building epitomizes
downtown Tijuana. On street level there is one of the multitude of farmacias in town. I
guess people cross the border to get non-FDA approved drugs. On the second level is a
family restaurant featuring two-for-one drinks. And on the top floor is a massage parlor. P: So when the family is in the restaurant, the man can go upstairs to the massage parlor. J: Yeah, and on their way out, he can pick something up at the pharmacy to take care of whatever social disease he may have picked up at the massage parlor. |
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| J: Spiderman is peeking in the Animale restaurant. |
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| J: I couldn't get a good shot of
the am/pm store without having the jai alai fronton in the shot. P: You're joking right? J: Probably. |
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| J: The important part of this photo
is not the table dancing or the drink specials. It's that Wet Lips proudly advertises
"REAL GIRLS". Make you wonder what they have in those other places. P: Guys in g-strings doing lap dances? J: Or "women" who have a little extra, if know what I mean? P: No, I don't know what you mean. J: A sausage where a clam should be? P: That's a disgusting metaphor. J: Sorry. |
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