Onhell
Infinite Dreamer
Today I entered the U.S for the first time in 8 years. My mom was stressing out, because my ex asked me to bring her some things, among them a bottle of tequila, and my mom was EXTREMELY concerned about declaring it and paying the taxes on it. The funny thing was that I got stopped and checked at the MEXICAN airport LOL. We flew nationally to the border and then my Godmother did us the favor of dropping us at the border, we crossed by foot and she picked us up on the other side. The reason we did that was, because she has an Express Pass with which you can't cross any luggage.
Anyway, at the Mexican airport I put my bags through the x-ray machine and I get taken aside, they give me the magic wand treatment and manually check my ankles, thighs and hips. Then they make me open my backpack to ask me what's in the bag. I say, "horchata." "Horchata?" "Horchata," "Ok, carry on." I told my Godmother that I'd have to be the dumbest drug trafficker on the planet if I simply put cocaine in my backpack. But oh well.
At the U.S border there were not one but two entrances. In the first they merely saw that we had U.S passports and waved us through. Then at the real crossing where they take your picture and play 20 questions with you, they asked, where did you go, where are you going and did you bring anything from Mexico. I said, "Yes, tequila." Dude goes, "Ok," and THAT'S. IT. Whem my mom went through She said the border agent said that normally we'd have to pay tax, but, get this, there wasn't anyone at the moment to take the payment so it was fine to just go on in. LOL. Then we put all our baggage through a giant X-Ray maching and the guy working it said NOTHING about my meds, horchata or tequila bottle. Fucking hilarious. Needless to say we were VERY lucky. My mom's college friend we're staying with told us a couple of friends of hers, U.S citizens both, were stopped and asked to surrender their cellphones so the agents could go through them to make sure they weren't saying anything negative about Trump.
Here is a picture I took of the border wall, because I had never seen it up close. Notice the space between the wall and the barbed wire fence, reminded me of the no man's land/deadzone of the Berlin Wall:
Anyway, at the Mexican airport I put my bags through the x-ray machine and I get taken aside, they give me the magic wand treatment and manually check my ankles, thighs and hips. Then they make me open my backpack to ask me what's in the bag. I say, "horchata." "Horchata?" "Horchata," "Ok, carry on." I told my Godmother that I'd have to be the dumbest drug trafficker on the planet if I simply put cocaine in my backpack. But oh well.
At the U.S border there were not one but two entrances. In the first they merely saw that we had U.S passports and waved us through. Then at the real crossing where they take your picture and play 20 questions with you, they asked, where did you go, where are you going and did you bring anything from Mexico. I said, "Yes, tequila." Dude goes, "Ok," and THAT'S. IT. Whem my mom went through She said the border agent said that normally we'd have to pay tax, but, get this, there wasn't anyone at the moment to take the payment so it was fine to just go on in. LOL. Then we put all our baggage through a giant X-Ray maching and the guy working it said NOTHING about my meds, horchata or tequila bottle. Fucking hilarious. Needless to say we were VERY lucky. My mom's college friend we're staying with told us a couple of friends of hers, U.S citizens both, were stopped and asked to surrender their cellphones so the agents could go through them to make sure they weren't saying anything negative about Trump.
Here is a picture I took of the border wall, because I had never seen it up close. Notice the space between the wall and the barbed wire fence, reminded me of the no man's land/deadzone of the Berlin Wall:
