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Thursday I went to Tijuana airport to pick up a regular flying in from GDL. I wasn't quite sure what to expect so didn't book a hotel. I ended up getting a fruit bowl from a street vendor on the side of the street near the airport. The regular texted she was landing and had to get her luggage. I pulled up to the arrivals and she was escorted to the car with her luggage by some guy. Apparently I'm supposed to tip this random guy that helped with her luggage.
She gives me a big hug and kiss and off we went. It is always awkward when I pick her up as not sure what to expect, but she is always warm and friendly. I guess it has to do with my insecurities of dating a bar girl. She is making out with me at every stop and things are back to normal in my mind. I feel at home and she is always so passionate. I ask her if everything is alright and if she got all of her clothes from her friends home in GDL. She went on the short trip to get the rest of her clothes. Her friend rents a 3 br condo in GDL for $150 per month which I found shocking as you couldn't even find a rental in Tijuana for that amount. She asked previously if I was interested in moving, but I have too many obligations in the USA To pull off remote working full-time.
I forgot a lot of things that happened as I spent a whole week together with her, but stayed 3 nights at the Marriott and ate at numerous restaurants (LOS Arcos, El Potrero Carnes, The Park, Nigori Sushi, Cerveceria Chapultepec, Restaurant Mexicano, and numerous visits to Caffenio).
After the 2nd or 3rd day together we decided to give living together a try. I booked 2 months at an Airbnb and it is in a rough looking area, but quiet. Also has numerous mini marts and tons of stray dogs that roam at all hours. As the Airbnb is 3 miles from the center of town, I decided to get her a car to use during the week. I had a hard time trying to convert $15 k in USD to peso as every place in the USA Wanted statements, proof, etc. I told them I pulled the cash out that day so a statement would be impossible to provide, so I had to go to 5-6 different exchanges to convert $2 k-$3 k at each location. I am sure these transactions using my SSN is probably flagging some kind of warning with border patrol as most of the time they ask me to roll my windows down and check my trunk.
We ended up finding something we like within the budget and she agrees that she would pay me back in affordable installments if the relationship goes south. She seems happy and sending the photos and video to her family. She still hasn't got her passport for the trip to Paris so we goto the office and find out the enhanced passports are being rolled out and only available to be issued in Mexico City or La Paz. I find it odd that only 2 cities in Mexico offer this service. We booked a trip to Mexico City for end of November as they only had 2 dates available for the appointment.
Since we've been spending a lot on eating out, she wants to cook me every meal (breakfast, lunch, and dinner). She tells me more about her life and how her father used to be a police officer in Sinaloa and the family made decent money, but he left the career behind once the police were being executed, most likely by the cartel. He ended up with a disability and works doing security for some company earning $65 per week. Her mother works at a taco shop and didn't disclose how much she made, but she said she got the family their only car and wants to tile their home since it is mostly barren concrete. I wasn't sure if this was asking for help, but I just acknowledged the dilemma she has regarding family matters. She also has an aunt that hits her up for money to repair a car, but told her she can only help with so much since she isn't working anymore.
One of the week day nights, she invites me to meet her other cousins and religious aunt. I wasnt sure what the religious aunt would think of her dating a gringo that speaks nonexistent Spanish. We arrive at the house and meet her cousin and aunt. Everything is a handshake rather than the family hug. I sit and watch YouTube travel clips with her one cousin that speaks English. Everyone else in the house knows as much English as I do Spanish. They offer me food and drink and they end up playing cards until 2-3am. I was tired and the aunt seemed to like me and kept glancing over at me while I was chatting with a cousin and watching YouTube. At the end of the night, she invites me to come back when she makes some Pozole and tamales. Ive been told she makes the best tamales in Sinaloa, so expectations are high since it is a bold claim. The night ends and I get the same handshake, but this time get the family hug. I am not sure what to think of meeting more aunts, cousins, and possibly her family if they come to TJ.
Later in the week, we end up going to her apartment that she was sharing with other bar girls in Zona Norte and she ends up meeting the landlord. The landlord said she owes $5 k pesos since she used a pair of some shoes and left her luggage when she quit working. She told the landlord lady that I got her a car and she told the regular that I was just going to use her and then end up meeting other ladies. Also that if she continued to work she could buy multiple cars for herself. She told me that she assumed the lady would be happy for her, but she realized the landlady was just using her to keep making money for her. The bar girls pay $2 k pesos per week for room and board at the house and get free breakfast, lunch, laundry, and cleaning services while residing in the home.
I told her that the thought that always lingers in the back of my mind is that she is young and in the prime earning years of her life in the bar girl profession and I wouldn't be upset, but just disappointed if she returned. Also told her the guys from the club probably hit her up to ask when she is working, but she said she tells them she doesn't work anymore. The amazing thing is that the bros wish her well. The sad part is the aunt and landlady wanting to keep using her for the money. Once she stopped sending her aunt money for car repairs, regular communication stopped.
I told her I understand her circumstances with poor family and other monetary requirements being requested from various family members. She said she doesn't like the work and really wants the relationship to work. I am not sure if it is genuine or some sort of desperation or combination of both. She told me in a fucked up way that she would make more money working than being with me, but justifies her love for me as she is willing to stop working in order to make the relationship work. I asked what she wanted and she said she wants to make me happy. I told her it is her life to live and she should focus on herself or she would be resentful trying to please other people.
During the week she made me every meal and clean the apartment. She said she has been on her own since 17 and cooked all of her meals out of necessity since she didn't make a lot of money. The transition from not having to worry about money when she was working to a set amount per month has her trying to take care of her money. We go to Sorianas and Walmart and she complains that I buy too many things that aren't required and she seems annoyed that I don't like staying in the house. She assumes I have an anxiety disorder or don't want to stay in with her at the apartment. I probably do have some kind of disorder, but I hate being a homebody. I like going out and experiencing the world.
I had to leave today back to the USA To take care of things and will be back next week. She seems to love the stability, but doesn't like to ask for money or help either from me or her family, which kind of scares me at times as I told her if she wanted to go back to work, then no problem, but just let me know so I can go my own way. So far things have been going great and waiting for the negative things to pop up.