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[QUOTE=HornyTraveler;1953872]See how now yo need to show passport coming to Tijuana they do a good job watching who's coming in why we shouldn't do the same?[/QUOTE]Regardless of whether I'm a pedestrian, or in an automobile, The screening process I go through when entering the United States at San Ysidro is far more intrusive and involved than when I am crossing into Mexico.
What has been your experience HT?
[QUOTE=HornyTraveler;1953872]Ok I got one for you The Mexican Governent scamed many US retirees who purchased homes in Ensenada by kicking them out and reposesing all their homes and the people lost all their life savings. I drive often down to Ensenada everywhere you look are desolated buildings that no one wants to deal with Mexico corruption you can't trust their government.
Hillary just wants the minority votes but she won't do shit after elected just like Obama all big talk.
I'm against the wall but I'm all in favor of immigration control you go ask the Mexicans Gov to let in 10 millions illegal guatemalans and Haitians into Mexico and see what they say LOL!
See how now yo need to show passport coming to Tijuana they do a good job watching who's coming in why we shouldn't do the same?[/QUOTE]OK I am all for that. Passports. AND yes those who bought property on LAND in Mexico are foolish, because only Mexican citizens can own land!
[QUOTE=GolfSexRroll;1953917]OK I am all for that. Passports. AND yes those who bought property on LAND in Mexico are foolish, because only Mexican citizens can own land![/QUOTE]That's right you can't own land in Mexico if you're not Mexican I believe is 60 miles from the coast and 50 miles from the border. You mean showing passport to go into Mexico why? It's a border town it makes no sense. That new stupid building is a waste of time.
[QUOTE=ScatManDoo;1953888]Regardless of whether I'm a pedestrian, or in an automobile, The screening process I go through when entering the United States at San Ysidro is far more intrusive and involved than when I am crossing into Mexico.
What has been your experience HT?[/QUOTE]Maybe Crossing to Mexico Is easier because no one from the US wants to jump illegaly or take drugs into Mexico don't you think? Just look the line going into the US and it's not hard to know why duh.
My experience going to Tijuana now Has been different since they got the new building for me now going to Tijuana is a pain in the ass returning home was always the same but now it's twice the pain both ways.
Before going into Tijuana by foot it was a breeze I just walked thru the metal spin gate (west side) and cross the street grab a vitamin C and a cab and done I was in the zona in no time.
Now is a long walk to the new building and after you walked into the creepy room to your left down the stairs you wait in line to see if you get the green or red light. They will check you out ask you stupid questions and then I have to walk another 1/2 mile to get a cab.
[QUOTE=HornyTraveler;1953872]See how now yo need to show passport coming to Tijuana they do a good job watching who's coming in why we shouldn't do the same?[/QUOTE]Well I still disagree with you Horny. And your reply avoided the very comparison that you made with these words.
When I cross as a pedestrian, the officials in charge of allowing me to enter the United States are giving me a far greater inspection and interrogation (when compared to crossing the other way on foot).
And when I am in a car, over 95% of the time my vehicle is allowed into Mexico with absolutely no screening. Just green lights. That's not at all how it is like driving into the States.
I couldn't disagree more with what you wrote. Why do you think Mexican border agents do a better job of watching who is crossing?
[QUOTE=GolfSexRroll;1953917]OK I am all for that. Passports. AND yes those who bought property on LAND in Mexico are foolish, because only Mexican citizens can own land![/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=HornyTraveler;1953923]That's right you can't own land in Mexico if you're not Mexican I believe is 60 miles from the coast and 50 miles from the border. You mean showing passport to go into Mexico why? It's a border town it makes no sense. That new stupid building is a waste of time.[/QUOTE]Foreigners can own land in Mexico. They are restricted from owning land within 50 miles of the border and something like 30 miles from the coast. But they can, indeed, own land anywhere else. The government did not confiscate land from retirees near Ensenada. I remember when that happened. These retirees apparently didn't do their due diligence (like hiring a local lawyer, real estate agent, etc.) and bought land (technically, leased the land) from an unscrupulous "developer" who didn't actually own the land. When the rightful owner asserted his rights, the government had to kick the retirees off the land that they had no rights to in the first place. It really sucked, but the same thing would happen here if some guy sold me the Golden Gate Bridge and I built a house on it.
The Mexican House passed a law in 2013 allowing foreign residential ownership of land in the restricted zone, but AFAIK it has stalled in the Senate and has gone nowhere.
[QUOTE=Phordphan;1953949]Foreigners can own land in Mexico. They are restricted from owning land within 50 miles of the border and something like 30 miles from the coast. But they can, indeed, own land anywhere else. The government did not confiscate land from retirees near Ensenada. I remember when that happened. These retirees apparently didn't do their due diligence (like hiring a local lawyer, real estate agent, etc.) and bought land (technically, leased the land) from an unscrupulous "developer" who didn't actually own the land. When the rightful owner asserted his rights, the government had to kick the retirees off the land that they had no rights to in the first place. It really sucked, but the same thing would happen here if some guy sold me the Golden Gate Bridge and I built a house on it.
The Mexican House passed a law in 2013 allowing foreign residential ownership of land in the restricted zone, but AFAIK it has stalled in the Senate and has gone nowhere.[/QUOTE]You only know what you read in the papers.
I talked to the locals I've been going to Ensenada since 1995. What really happen was in Punta Banda more exact in Estero Beach la arenosa the land was sold illegally to the Americans by the ejido cantur this was known by local officials but they continued with the sales. The retirees didn't know the land belonged to other owners.
Even the owners knew the Americans were building their homes but the original owners waited until the homes were finish to file a lawsuit. Most home owners were retirees from OC. You can lease the land by the coast but you cannot buy it. Who the hell wants to live inside the desert. Most people will like to live by the ocean.
Sorry but that was a dumb comparison buying the Golden Gate with a piece of sand dume in baja LOL.
Went to Tijuana, had some tacos, cervezas, women and walked around. We stayed 3 nights and then left. Exciting trip report? That one was designed for the armchair quarterbacks who nitpicked my (our) entire last trip report. We hope you approve of this one. For those who want the real trip report, stay tuned.
Considering that the last trip report was a love-hate relationship for many, here comes the next one. Additionally, Alejandro did not make this trip with us, but plans to make it the next time most likely. Made the drive down into the So-Cal area and met Baxter as we carpooled down. Prior to getting to the border, we figure that lunch was calling, so Baxter knew of a spot down the road some ways called "Tom's Farm". It was surreal. Not really sure if we were really there or not, but I believe we were. Who knew that this place existed? There were ponds, carp, still horses, clowns, gypsies, corn-on-the-COB stands, a cheese and wine shop, a train track and so many more goodies. Fortunately, we had the ripped-up menu in the car that Baxter provided and we called our order in-advance. As we waited in line, the woman in front of me asked, "How large is the 9-inch pizza? That took the cake. We got our food, and left this alter-dimension, and tried to make our way back to a Euclidean space perspective. As we headed down the 15 FWY, we reached the border. We parked in the usual spot, and saw that the exchange rate was in the 18.5 range. Baxter went to one window and I went to another. I had my pillow (Cascadas pillows are horrendous) along with my black toiletry bag and my duffle bag with clothes as we made our way to the Mexico entrance. As we entered, Baxter went right through since he had the 180-day pass, but I had to wait in the line, which by 3:30 pm was about 15 people deep. It took me about 15 minutes or so to get through with my passport stamped etc. As we exited and grabbed a taxi-libre to the Zona, we asked if there was a convention in town, and it was relayed to us that there was a dental convention. So, Baxter and I took it upon ourselves to consider ourselves dentists for the purposes of the trip. As we arrived at Cascadas, the taxi actually dropped us off close to the Tropical since we wanted to enter on the back-side of the main Cascadas entrance. Cannot recall why. As we checked-in, we discussed the 50% off coupons which I printed at a Kinko's earlier in the day allowing us a bucket of beer at Las Chavelas and / or 50% off the room price. We went and got the required signatures (con un $1 propina) and went back to the hotel. As our buckets of beer were being held for us at LC, we got to our rooms and washed-up a bit before heading back to LC. Here is where the story of the Bolsa Negra begins.
My black bag that I had with me (toiletries with all my colognes, toothpaste, shaving kit, toothbrush, comb, hair spray and gel, etc.) was gone. I unpacked my duffle bag and put my other stuff in the safe, but once I tried to find my bolsa negra (black bag) it was nowhere to be found. So, I called the front desk, and they said they did not have it. I checked Baxter's room to see if he accidentally had it and he said that he did not see it. Did I leave it in the taxi? The driver's name was "Caesar" - I do recall that as well as it being a Taxi Libre. Then, I went down to the front desk and asked if they had the bag from when we stored the bags there prior to "formally" checking-in as we went to get our firmas (signatures) for the 50% off coupons at LC. The front desk agent said that he did not see my black bag behind the counter, so I naturally asked him if it might magically appear if I was to offer him $10 or 200 pesos (somewhat equivalent). He still said that he did not see the bag and did not recall me storing it there behind the desk. So, at this point, I believed him. Now what was I to do? I asked the front desk person if he knew the phone number to Taxi Libre so I could contact the company and, at the very least, give the name of the driver. I was informed that the "Amarillo" taxis have a company phone, but the Taxi Libres operate independently. Was this the truth? I took it at face value and proceeded with what I had to do. I had to get this stuff (bathroom and hair supplies), so I left the hotel (Cascadas), got into a cab outside and asked the driver to take me somewhere where I could buy all the things that were in my bolsa negra. He took me to some mercado next to Giussepe's and dropped me off about 100 feet away from the side entrance due to construction. As I entered the store, I saw that they did seem to have quite a selection, but was not sure if I would even recognize any of the items. So, not knowing where anything was, or which products were best, I offered $5 to a lady who worked in the store if she would "go shopping" with me and help me get the items I needed. She graciously agreed and asked why I was in Tijuana. I explained that my friend and I were here for the dental convention and we had early presentations and procedures the following morning, so I had to look the part and get these toiletries ASAP. As she and I walked around the store and got a few items here and a few items there, I finally went to check out (no A / see in the store) and felt tired, a little upset, and very thirsty. There was only one item I could not find, and that was cologne. So, I was told to go up the street, make a right, go up another street and make another right. I think. I was told that a store called "Pax" or "Tax" sold colognes as the two (2) colognes I brought with me. Nice ones at that, were long gone. As I left the store, I thanked the woman who assisted me, paid about $16 for all my stuff and went on my way to Pax / Tax. Not knowing where this store was, I saw a cab driver named Hector on the street who told me where the store "Tax" as he stated was located. I said to him: "I will make you a deal. I am having a long day and a rough time since my bag is now missing. Can you take me to "Tax", come inside and help me find a quality cologne (they were all Mexican / off-brands as well as Jordache. Ahem* then take me back to my hotel at Cascadas for one price? We agreed on $7 and that was that. As we entered into "Tax", Hector gladly walked with me and he flagged-down one of the employees there. Hector asked her to recommend a cologne that the "ladies" would be attracted to, so she called over a few of her female co-workers who were all pretty decent-looking. Now, we had myself, Hector, and four girls around the age of 23 all trying to find a cologne. Each girl spritzed their choice onto my wrist and I took a whiff of each. One was fruity, the other was kinda brut, the other was mild and I cannot recall the last one, but it was just horrific. Finally, one of the girls pointed to a cologne in a blue box that she said she really liked. It was called "Classic Pour Homme Blue" and it was about 210 pesos or $13 roughly. So, I just bought it and we went back to the taxi and Hector drove me back to Cascadas. I thanked Hector, was happy to be back, and immediately went to my room to change clothes, take a shower and use all the toiletries I bought. There were two (2) main issues however: #1.) The razors I bought cut my face into thirds. They were just a joke. I tossed them out immediately upon arriving back home. #2.) Baxter and I both tried on the cologne and it gave us a both a migraine headache that lasted for hours. It was just a horrible cologne. Just brutal.
Once changed and upon leaving the room, I met Baxter at LC, and we enjoyed the company of a few of the women there who asked why we were in town. We mentioned that we were dental surgeons and that we were in town for the convention. This allowed us to, well. Examine their mouths inside the bar. A free check-up was what we offered, and many of them obliged. We ran into a girl that Alejandro was quite amorous about during the last trip and she posed for us a bit (refer to photo below). She also received a free mouth exam as well. We wrote some basic information on a napkin including a tic-tac-toe game, the teeth as properly numbered by dentists, and what a happy-tooth and a sad tooth with a cavity looked like (photo below). We had circled the front tooth #9 as being the tooth we were concerned with, and as a gesture of "thanks", the bargirl at LC agreed to give us a pose (again, the same photo below). As the games were played and the drinking went on, we decided to make our way to La Gloria bar around 9 pm or so.
At La Gloria bar is where things really got interesting during the trip. Albeit, this trip wasn't as exciting as the prior visit, but it had its' moments. Baxter found a girl rather quickly and although she was friendly and somewhat attractive, I could tell that she really was not his type. A few other girls approached us, but I had a firm and steady plan for this visit. My goal was to find a single girl in the bar that I was going to be with the rest of the trip. So, I kept looking around (shook off a few approachers) stating to the meseros and other girls that I need an hour or two to find her. Eventually, I made eye contact with a girl who was sitting to my right with two (2) of her friends. She was well-aware of what I was doing (telling all the others that I just wanted to be alone), and she and I began playing games with our eyes. She knew at this point that she had my full attention. So, I asked the mesero to bring her a ficha, and without telling her, to bring another 15 minutes later. After 45 minutes of this, she had 3 fichas from me and was likely getting confused. Eventually, come 11:30 pm or 12:00 am, I asked the mesero to bring her over, and he obliged. She seemed quite shy and quite young actually. She claimed she was only 22 and worked in the bar for just a few months. Perhaps they all say that. And it may or may not (probably not) be even remotely close to the truth. It didn't matter. We were dentists and we were in fantasyland. Baxter found another girl for a while, but not sure she was his type either. I began dancing with my chica for 2 songs at a time, and then sat down at the booth for 6 or 7 songs. She was kissing me off and on, and she was an excellent dancer. The problem was, she did not speak a lick of English. Not even "Hello, So, that was very challenging to say the least. But par for the course with many of these girls. This went on for 5 hours or so at which point Baxter had already left and come back twice. As I told her goodbye for the evening, I asked what time she was off and she said 5:30 pm. At this point, I was extremely tired and told her that I would be back the next night around 9 or 10 pm to see her. I told the mesero that I wanted the same table and since they know me fairly well there, it was not an issue. Here's the intriguing part. As we left the bar, it was SG time. As Baxter and I began to walk along the side of La Gloria bar and back towards Cascadas, we saw a girl in white shorts standing next to a street-food vendor. She was fairly attractive, but had some kinda red marks on her face. Birthmarks? Scars? We could not tell, but she was friendly and fairly sexy. As Baxter and I are both considering this girl (the pick of the litter was fairly thin at this 5:15 am hour), I see a girl tap me on my back and I turn around. She looked somewhat familiar, but was dressed in very casual clothes with a hoodie top on. She asked if I was having a good night and I said yes. But where did I know her from? Then, I realized that this was the same girl (night and day appearance wise, but still attractive) that I had spent the past 5 hours with at LG (probably bought her $80 to $100 worth of fichas and it didn't really phase me since money was nowhere near an object on this visit). I asked her if she was getting a taxi, and she said that she was going to walk up Constitucion (terribly dark and dangerous at this hour I am sure we all know) to some red mini-vans (sorta-like taxis) about 5 blocks away. Fearing for her safety (and mine as well I guess), I offered to walk with her, and she took my hand and we left. At this point, Baxter said that he was going to Azul to get some food and he would meet me there when I returned. So, she and I walked, walked and kept walking. But in a very strange way, it was somewhat sweet and romantic for a dark street in Tijuana at 5:30 am in a crime-ridden neighborhood with all the losers out and about. Really, it was. As we arrived at her red-vans / taxis, I asked her if she knew if there were any taxis nearby. She helped me wave one down, and as the taxi driver pulled-up and opened my door, the girl took my hand and pulled me towards her very slowly. She said she had a nice time and wanted to see me the next day if I could come by. She gave me a very nice kiss and waved at me as I left in the Taxi.
Arriving at Azul 5 minutes or less later, Baxter was halfway done with his rib-eye and I ordered some rice and beans with a coke. We paid the bill, admired the Azul girls (a post I made on another site which was well appreciated) and as we exited, Baxter found a nice girl in the area and took her to the room. After my long day, I did the same, less the girl. We would wake up the following morning around 11:30 am and meet on the balcony for check-out and onto Hotel Ticuan for the following night. Part II is forthcoming. Stay tuned.
According to this article, foreigners can buy land in Mexico, but within 64 miles of an international border or 32 miles of a coastline, the titles have to be held by banks in fidelcomiso, with all use and transfer rights for buyers, renewable every 50 years. But I don't know what the renewable terms are, or how much I can trust Mexico's federal government or any Mexico's banks.
Without owning the land outright, it's risky for investors to sink hundreds of million in buildings and structures that may have be be removed after 50 years. This law would severely restrict foreign investment in property in coastal areas. In 1960's, special resort hotel investment deals were made in Cancun. I believe Mexico granted land use rights and foreign investors paid for construction, each owns half of the equity.
Trump's organization had a condo development South of Playa which went bankrupt in 2009, burning 275 depositors out of about $40 M.
[URL]http://www.theyucatantimes.com/2015/01/a-guide-for-foreigners-seeking-to-buy-property-in-mexico/[/URL]
"The Mexican Constitution had previously banned foreign nationals from owning property within the restricted border zones. This was intended to protect Mexican soil from foreign invasion. The Foreign Investment Law of 1973 was a constitutional amendment which changed this allowing foreigners to now purchase real estate free outright except inside the "restricted zone'; consisting of all lands within 100 km (64 miles) from an international border and 50 km (32 miles) from the coastline at high tide. For properties within this zone, foreigners need to use a bank trust called a fideicomiso. All real estate transactions involving these trusts are governed by federal law. Merida and all coastal properties fall into the restricted category. Outside the zone, you can own property with a title issued in your name.
The fideicomiso is a bank trust in which the bank acts as a trustee by holding the trust deed for the purchaser who is the beneficiary of the trust. The fideicomiso is authorized by the Mexican government through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The bank is the legal owner of the real estate, but the beneficiary retains all legal rights of ownership and as a result may sell, rent, and bequeath the fideicomiso or property to whomever they choose or their heirs. "
[QUOTE=HornyTraveler;1953872]Ok I got one for you The Mexican Governent scamed many US retirees who purchased homes in Ensenada by kicking them out and reposesing all their homes and the people lost all their life savings. I drive often down to Ensenada everywhere you look are desolated buildings that no one wants to deal with Mexico corruption you can't trust their government.
Hillary just wants the minority votes but she won't do shit after elected just like Obama all big talk.
I'm against the wall but I'm all in favor of immigration control you go ask the Mexicans Gov to let in 10 millions illegal guatemalans and Haitians into Mexico and see what they say LOL!
See how now yo need to show passport coming to Tijuana they do a good job watching who's coming in why we shouldn't do the same?[/QUOTE]
About 3 weeks ago I was sitting in the bar and I was just calm just relaxing and for whatever uknown reason a huge cramp across my back between blade shoulders I just couldn't move for a few minutes my neck was stiff Other than the deep muscle pain I was fine.
Anyway my day was ruined by this enormous muscle pull in my upper back no more girls for me I walked out of the bar walking stiff like a momie I couldn't move my neck and my back hurts really bad so I started sweatting because of the pain I grabbed 2 tylenol and 2 advil together and I decided it was better for me to leave Tijuana so I took a cab to the sentry.
The line wasn't bad .People were looking at me like if I was high on something LOL.
Anyway I made it to the car but the pain was still there I rested for 2 hours and took 2 more advils then I drove back to LA without moving my upper body at all. It took 24 hours for the muscle cramp pain to settle completely wtf?
Like I said before it ruined my short Tijuana trip After only 2 hours after arriving in the zona I was going back home. Did anyone have a similar problem and where can you find a clean medical clinic in the zona that I can just pay to get a cortisone shot ?
All you needed was to cross the street to the Mermaids Medical Group.
Let the fine medical professionals manipulate your aching muscles away with their highly-trained skills and special techniques.
It's a known medical fact that all tense, stiff, aching muscles can be quickly relieved by the expert use of sucking mouths and wet, throbbing pussies.
[QUOTE=HornyTraveler;1954250]About 3 weeks ago I was sitting in the bar and I was just calm just relaxing and for whatever uknown reason a huge cramp across my back between blade shoulders I just couldn't move for a few minutes my neck was stiff Other than the deep muscle pain I was fine.
. It took 24 hours for the muscle cramp pain to settle completely wtf?
Did anyone have a similar problem and where can you find a clean medical clinic in the zona that I can just pay to get a cortisone shot ?[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=HornyTraveler;1954250]About 3 weeks ago I was sitting in the bar and I was just calm just relaxing and for whatever uknown reason a huge cramp across my back between blade shoulders I just couldn't move for a few minutes my neck was stiff Other than the deep muscle pain I was fine.
Anyway my day was ruined by this enormous muscle pull in my upper back no more girls for me I walked out of the bar walking stiff like a momie I couldn't move my neck and my back hurts really bad so I started sweatting because of the pain I grabbed 2 tylenol and 2 advil together and I decided it was better for me to leave Tijuana so I took a cab to the sentry.
The line wasn't bad .People were looking at me like if I was high on something LOL.
Anyway I made it to the car but the pain was still there I rested for 2 hours and took 2 more advils then I drove back to LA without moving my upper body at all. It took 24 hours for the muscle cramp pain to settle completely wtf?
Like I said before it ruined my short Tijuana trip After only 2 hours after arriving in the zona I was going back home. Did anyone have a similar problem and where can you find a clean medical clinic in the zona that I can just pay to get a cortisone shot ?[/QUOTE]I have a bad lower back for years. Sometimes, It just comes and attacks me so bad that I have difficulty straightening and walking. Few years ago, at night I was sitting having some seafood next to the big tacos place. Finished and tried to stand up but could not. I was in so much pain. I tried walking to across the street and hopefully make it to New York club and rest. But I could hardly manage to cross the street and I literally was on my knees across the street at the entrance of the bar. A waitress who was outside, grabbed me and got a stool for me. I told her what the issue was and she talked with some other waiters. They suggested there may be some spine adjusters near the church up the street and they may be able to help. Then her and another waiter almost carried me up the street and found one of the spine adjusters sleeping in a van. They alerted him and then talked to a small store if we could use their back room. They agreed and this man massaged my back and did his adjustments, good enough for me to straighten up. All this while, the two waiters stayed with me. After this was done, I tried giving money to the adjuster, the waiters and the shop owners and none would take it. I had never known these people and there they were helping a stranger. Will not happen in USA. I forced everyone to take the money as no money was sufficient for their help. I made my way back to the hotel as my trip was 'finished'.
From what I found out later, medical care is FREE for everyone, even visitors in Mexico. I suggest that if anyone is having issues, take a cab to the nearest hospital for starters.
[QUOTE=HornyTraveler;1954250]About 3 weeks ago I was sitting in the bar and I was just calm just relaxing and for whatever uknown reason a huge cramp across my back between blade shoulders I just couldn't move for a few minutes my neck was stiff Other than the deep muscle pain I was fine.
Anyway my day was ruined by this enormous muscle pull in my upper back no more girls for me I walked out of the bar walking stiff like a momie I couldn't move my neck and my back hurts really bad so I started sweatting because of the pain I grabbed 2 tylenol and 2 advil together and I decided it was better for me to leave Tijuana so I took a cab to the sentry.
The line wasn't bad .People were looking at me like if I was high on something LOL.
Anyway I made it to the car but the pain was still there I rested for 2 hours and took 2 more advils then I drove back to LA without moving my upper body at all. It took 24 hours for the muscle cramp pain to settle completely wtf?
Like I said before it ruined my short Tijuana trip After only 2 hours after arriving in the zona I was going back home. Did anyone have a similar problem and where can you find a clean medical clinic in the zona that I can just pay to get a cortisone shot ?[/QUOTE]I used to lift weights and it's a common to have such pains when we stretch out our shoulders. No more missionary position for you. Suggest the cow girl for safety reasons. There are a ton of doctors in the tourist / downtown zone a couple of blocks down. Many of the bigger pharmacies will be right next to a physician's office. While medical care is generally free, there is often a long line that can be bypass with cash.
So, let us continue. Baxter and I would wake up the following morning around 11:30 am and would meet on the balcony for check-out. Being the second night, the plan was to head over to Hotel Ticuan which of course has nice rooms, better pillows, better shower pressure and better food. The only problem is the location, but it is still near "Las Pulgas", "Ricardo's", "Caliente" and a nice little park. If you need to get to the Zona, you can walk during the daytime or take a taxi for $4 or so at night. So, day 2 would commence. It's funny really when you are in Tijuana and you only get the chance to visit every few months. It's like you wake up around 11 or 12 and the next thing you know, it is already 5 pm. That's sorta how this day went. We stored our bags (less my bolsa negra) at Cascadas for a bit and went to meet ArtistyP at the Caliente book across the street. For the record, Wendy was present wearing some orange and black thing. Very Halloween. Baxter and I made a few bets, I played a few horses and we chatted for a while and were just waking up. We would then go back to get our bags and our deposit money for the rooms and we walked up to "Caesar's" Ristorante (photos below) for lunch. We each ordered something different. One of us had the lamb, the other had (cannot really remember) and I had the Caesar salad, fries and some coffee. For those who have not been, this place is very nice inside and the service is quite good. Thus, I highly recommend it.
Anyways, we would then say goodbye to ArtistyP after lunch and he said he would meet up with us later. Baxter and I checked into Hotel Ticuan around 3 pm or so and kicked-back in our rooms for a while. Now, the funny thing is that I was on the 5th floor, Baxter was on the sixth floor, but he never heard all the construction and drilling that would go on there over the next 36 hours or so. Anyways, since the hotel was so busy, we had made reservations, but we each had the executive suite for about $5 extra from the basic room (habitacion sencilla). I originally reserved for one night and so did Baxter. We would then get to our rooms, relax for a while and then we planned to try to get back to the 'Zona (Valentina Bar I think) so that we could watch the Dodgers / Cubs playoff game (Game 4 I believe). It was also a Thursday night, so we wanted to go to Valentina's since they also had the NFL game on TV (Packers & Bears). We would watch the first half of the games in our rooms, and then we headed down to the Valentina Bar where Baxter met up with one of his local ladies. We stayed, had a few drinks and watched the rest of the games until about 8:30 pm at which point I had plans to go back to see the girl at La Gloria bar from the night before.
By 9 pm, Baxter and his lady as well as myself were inside La Gloria Bar and had our usual table. I had learned that my favorite waiter was now working the day shift at La Carretta, so that was a bit dissapointing. But, it was not dissapointing that just a couple minutes after sitting down, the cute little brunette from the night before sat right next to me with a big smile and asked how I was doing. So, the four of us were there. Candies were brought, drinks were ordered and games were played. We even danced a bit, but only to about 1 song every hour. I was asking my girl some questions about the night before (Did she have fun? Did she think I was going to show up at 9 pm this evening? Etc. Etc.) I did notice a little tattoo on her leg and on her neck that I did not notice the night before, but I was fairly hammered, so I must have missed it. Still, I usually don't miss those things. Anyways, come 11:30 pm or so, I went to the restroom for the second time. As I went to the restroom, I saw a girl looking up at me who looked somewhat familiar. Now, at this point, I was probably 10 beers in. Not drunk by a landslide, but somewhat buzzed. Moments later, I asked my waiter where I knew her from. He said, "She is the girl you were with last night". Um. What? I asked for a timeout. I actually did. I told the waiter and one of the waitresses (as well as the girl who was next to the bathroom) that I needed about 10 minutes or so to get my head straight. To collect myself. Had I been with the wrong girl the past 2. 5 hours and spending $$$ on her and plenty of it? So, I leave the bar (told Baxter I would return in 15 minutes or so) and walked outside, around the corner and up to the balcony at Cascadas where I sat alone and watched the working girls on the street. The air was cool, my buzz was increasing and I wondered how I would handle this situation upon returning. You know, I could tell that something was "off" when I was with 'The Wrong Girl' earlier that evening. I just didn't put a lot of stock into it. I didn't remember the tattoos, but she was still familiar to me so I rolled with it. What is even more relevant is that fact that 'The Wrong Girl' was a girl I was with on a prior trip even further justifying my confusion and comfort with her. But it was not the girl from the night before. And that is who I wanted to be with. So, I made a firm decision to go back to the bar and ask for the 'Right Girl' to come to my table. And this was precisely what happened as 'The Wrong Girl' stormed away and apparently was quite upset. In a sense, I cannot blame her. But, she was 'The Wrong Girl'. So, as the 'Right Girl' from the night before (who speaks absolutely ZERO English) came by, she gave me a kiss and I ordered her 3 drinks right away as I put my head on the table in embarrassment and shame (a little game really). And she felt bad for me. But, the truth is, I did feel bad. More importantly, I wasted my time and money since 9 pm. Also, 'The Right Girl' had an identifiable mark on her body which I should have remembered from the night before, but I didn't. So, we spent the rest of the night enjoying ourselves immensely drinking, talking, dancing and kissing. It really was fun. Roses started appearing on the table and Baxter couldn't figure out why he was being asked to pay for these roses. That was also good fun. As for 'The Wrong Girl' she (hilariously) went to another customer and kept looking over at me as if to say "See, I can find someone else just as good. " My reply (in my mind) was, "Is this why I am the only person in this joint with 2 servers who also escort me inside, outside and to and from the bathroom? Do you really think that guy is going to spend anywhere in the ballpark of what I will spend on 'The Right Girl' She was with the other guy for about an hour and then he left after buying her about 2 or 3 drinks. A riot. Now, when I visit Tijuana, I don't like to waste my money as I view every dollar as an investment. I come from a world of tipping and where tipping is a sure-fire way to earn respect and attention. So, when I visit Tijuana, I find one girl and spend money on her. And that's how I roll. It is the escape from the norm, the booze, the salsa and merengues, the latinas and all the other things that justify my visiting Tijuana every 6 or 8 weeks. So, 5:15 am comes and Baxter has already left. I am with the girl, but she says she is going to change clothes (similar to the night before), and we agree that I will walk her to her red-taxi bus again down the dark street. I am fine with this, and she asks to meet me on the corner of Coahuilla and Constitucion at 5:30 am. So, I do. She comes right on time, grabs my hand and we begin walking the same route as the night before. As we almost reach our destination (hers), she asks where I am staying. I mention that I am at Hotel Ticuan just up the road a couple blocks. She says that she wanted to go with me to my hotel. NOW, here we go. Does she want money? Is this the old, "come to the room, bang the buy and then ask for a load of cash?" I was not sure, but I held her close to me and said, "It's ok. You don't have to come to my room". I can take you to your taxi and you can just go home and rest. You do look tired. I asked, and she said she was very tired. But, she said she would go to my room for a while (because she had to get back home to take her daughter to school at 8:30 am). So yes, she has a kid. A daughter. I was not surprised in the least. This is expected down there. Anywhere really. So, we head to Ticuan, and as we are in the valet, I hold her near me one final time and say, "Are you sure about this?" She agreed and as she presented her ID to the front desk, we went up to my room. It made me wonder. And Baxter and I discussed this. Can working girls still be women too? And I never looked at her like this the entire time we spent together. But the question absolutely had to be posed.
The keys at Ticuan are hard to figure out, but we eventually got into the room. As we entered, I went right to the restroom to brush my teeth so that she would have time to do whatever she was "planning" on doing. Was this going to be a 2-hour bang and done? I really wasn't looking for that to tell you the truth, but was open to whatever. Still, I felt pretty tired and in a way, I was actually hoping she might just want to lie down and crash for a while. As I come back from the bathroom, she is under my covers and is peeking out looking at me with a smile. It was quite a sight. I turned the A / see down and asked her if she felt comfortable. I opened a couple of waters and poured one into a glass next to her as I massaged her shoulders for a moment and we kissed a bit. Then, I went back to the restroom for a moment (to actually use it.) and when I returned, she was sound asleep. Totally exhausted. I lay there next to her and brusher her hair with my fingers as we held hands under the covers. She was somewhat conscious I imagine. The worst part of this (as we snuggled up to one another) was knowing that her alarm would be going off in 2 hours and she would be leaving. So, here are the facts of what happened: 1) We slept 2) Her alarm went off at 7:45 am and she turned it off 3) She called her mom to ask her to help take her daughter to school 4) She went back to sleep and we held each other until around Noon. At 12-Noon she said that she needed to go home for a while to help her family with some things, but she wanted to come back to my room before her work the next night at 8 pm. So, she said she would come back at 5:30 pm or so. I didn't know if she was coming back, but I got the vibe that she just might. She never asked for any money (even though we didn't do anything, it was still her time and she took a "chance" being with me from her POV). So, I gave her 500 pesos for a round-trip cab fare. She was very happy and she left the room after kissing me goodbye. Would she return? I figured it was 50/50. I went back to sleep (slept terribly) until around 5 pm and then did some work on the laptop until around 5:45 pm. It looked as if she might not be returning, but that was OK. Sorta. The A / see made the room pretty cold, so I decided to wake myself up and warm myself up with a shower. The shower at Hotel Ticuan is far, far superior to the shower at Cascadas. So, as I got out of the shower and brushed my teeth (dentists are very conscious of this by the way.), I wrapped my towel around me and began to choose some clothes to wear. Then, "knock knock". It sounded like Baxter was knocking at the door, because apparently he had been trying to reach me earlier I would later find out. I looked thru the peephole, and it was. 'The Right Girl'. She had returned and we cozied-up for a few minutes. She was wearing jeans and a floral top with sandals. Casual, but cute. I told her that I was happy she came back and she said that she was happy to be there. As we were getting cozy on the bed, I looked at my cell phone and Baxter was asking me if we wanted to meet for dinner at Vittorio's down the street (Italian fare). I texted him that the girl just returned, and after asking her if she wanted to go, I texted Baxter back to tell him we would meet at 7 pm. The girl took a shower (quite a lengthy one actually.) as I did a little work in the office area since I am a dentist and have many X-Rays to examine and procedures to prepare for.
Here was one of the best parts of the trip. When she came out of the bathroom, her hair was long, her lips were CHERRY red and she wore a red dress with little white shoes. She was just gorgeous. She took my hand and asked if I was ready to go. And it was 6:55 pm. Right on time. We arrived for dinner and all ate and were all merry for the next 2 hours.
Now, I asked her if she was working that night, but she still looked tired and said she was not feeling too well still. I wasn't really either. My throat was bothering me a little. Still, the food and the company were very good, and as we all left, the girls spoke with one another as Baxter and I lagged behind for a few minutes. Then, we all arrived back at Hotel Ticuan (9:15 pm or so) and headed to our rooms. This was the last I would see Baxter for the next 15 hours. The girl and I went back to my room and I asked her if she was going into work as this was a work-night for her. She said she just wanted to rest and be with me. And she never asked for a dime. Ok, no sex right? Nope. No sex. We cuddled in bed (after I got us some hot tea with honey downstairs along with some Tiramisu from the restaurant to-go) and she asked me where certain countries were located such as Russia and Japan. So, I showed her a world map on the computer, we used Google Earth and had some fun with that. Then, we watched a YouTube video on how to make sushi in Japan and she really liked that as she had asked about it. Next, we both became very tired and as I shut-off the laptop, she moved towards my chest, lightly scraped her nails on my chest and kissed me every so lightly. She was wearing short yellow shorts (very soft) and her long hair was draped all along the bed comforter. It was both sexy and comfy. A very different Tijuana experience. And these kinds of experiences are ok sometimes. We would wake up the next day and as Baxter and his lady were having breakfast downstairs, he asked what time I would meet him so we could head to the ligna. So, I went downstairs to get some eggs and toast with juice and tea and brought it upstairs for the girl and I to share. We had 20 minutes left until I had to leave for the border (this part sucked. You know. Leaving). We cuddled, kissed and spoke Spanish in the most "loving" way I possibly knew how. I asked how much she wanted for all her company (without making her feel cheap) and she asked for nothing. So, I offered her taxi money and gave her another 500 pesos. As we walked downstairs, she said goodbye to Baxter, and I put her in the taxi amarillo. She gave the driver her destination, and as she kissed me goodbye, I gave the driver 600 pesos to take her home and back to her work later. He agreed, and she was very, very happy and surprised.
Baxter would then show me the "new" exit which I had never seen before: "PED WEST". We reached this area around 12:45 am and it took about 45 minutes at the most to get to the front. By 1:45 pm, we arrived at the car, and the next thing we knew, we were on the 805 North. Heading home. Thus the trip report. The moral of the trip: Tom's Farm is a forgotten entity; The Bolsa Negra has been replaced with Mexican hair and cologne products; We were dentists for 3 days; Be sure you have the 'Right Girl' with you at all times; and on a final note. Some of the best trips there do not always have to be sex-based. There is a lot, and I mean a LOT to be said for being in the company of a woman, especially under the right circumstances. We have made plans to meet again and have been messaging one another since the day I left. She is looking forward to my returning and has already said she will take the time off from work whenever I return. We plan to see the dog races at Caliente (she know I dig that) as well as visit Rosarito Beach. The main concern now however. Do I drive or fly? It's really that simple at this point. Hope you all enjoyed.......