Terrified Californians. . .
It is amazing. In the old days before passports were required, high schoolers and college students would flock to Tijuana to dance and drink in the clubs on Revu. . . I remember how packed it was on Revolucion on weekends. Now when I try to get acquaintances to go to Tijuana to hit the clubs, they seem fearful and timid. American guys in the 70's and 80's were adventurers; now many American young guys seem to be soyboys. Too much soymilk and low testosterone levels these days. . . The only ones I have had success in taking to Tijuana were visiting from Tennessee and I took them to lunch at Caesar's restaurant and hitting the clubs afterwards.
[QUOTE=Jinxx;2574815]Guys I worked with in San Diego I would tell them I live in Tijuana and the very first words out of their mouth would be "Hong Kong". I shit you not. It's like the whole entire fact that Tijuana is a big city with a lot going on means nothing other than "Hong Kong" and hookers. Then when I tried to get coworkers to come hang out with me in Tijuana they were all scared to death to cross the border. I had this one guy who was like a 30 year old virgin. He would act like some big tough guy at work. Then when I tried to drag him down to Tijuana to hit the bars. The dude started acting like he was going to panic and call his mommy to save him. I told him bro I'm not going to let you get kidnapped by the cartel. You should've seen the look in his eyes when I jumped on the 805 headed southbound, he looked like he saw a ghost. Lmao![/QUOTE]