We drove about 220 miles into Mexico today. The border crossing was uneventful. The agents talked to our leader and saw 18 more RV's stack up behind him and waved the rest of us through. Ken and I were reminiscing about our last RV caravan. The day we drove into Mexico two years ago, it was snowing. Today is was raining and in the 50's. Only a slight improvement. Everyone worked so hard yesterday, cleaning and polishing their rigs, tow vehicles, and dingies and by the end of the day we looked like we were all the same color - muddy brown. The rain also meant that the soldiers who man the military checkpoints were nowhere to be seen. These stops can delay you a long time. Southbound traffic gets searched for guns; northbound traffic gets searched for guns. The salaries of these soldiers are paid by US taxpayers for the most part. It's unsettling to have a 19 year old kid enter your rig with a long rifle slung on his back, especially when you really can't communicate with one another.
The road was fairly good; generally we could go about 45 - 50mph. It was two lane with wide shoulders, which meant that we would pull over to the shoulder to let a cement mixer pass which was pulling a trailer, while he was being passed by a bus. Gas and diesel is a bit cheaper than at home and attendants pump it for you as they used to in our youth.
Our campground is quite spacious, but we are parking on grass rather than on gravel or asphalt as we generally do in the US. One of the heavier rigs got stuck coming in and some folks with trucks towed him out. This happened again when he tried a second spot. He is spending the night in the middle of the campground road. Since we are pretty much the only ones here and we are all leaving together in the morning that's not a problem. But as the sprinkles continue, we are wondering if more of us will be in need of towing in the morning. Uniform and reliable electric current is also problematic. We have a new gizmo to check the outlets before we plug in. Sure enough, our outlet had reverse polarity, which could have given me a good jolt as I plugged in standing on the wet grass.
Ciudad Victoria is a good sized city and as soon as we came to the outskirts, we saw many familiar signs - Applebee's, Office Max, Home Depot, etc. I am always unhappy when we travel around the US and it appears that one spot looks pretty much like another and like the spot we left behind at home. When we travel I want to see what is unique to that area, not the same old same old. Our tour included a welcome dinner tonight which luckily was in a lovely local restaurant whose name I did not recognize. I would really hate to come all this way to eat dinner at Taco Bell.