We recently returned from a trip to Mexicali, Baja California, Mexico, for the quinceanara of our grand-niece. Getting into Mexico was no problem; we just drove through from Calexico, California, to Mexicali, Mexico. Coming back was a different matter all together. We were in a line of cars for two and one-half hours, snaking along the approximately three mile path where border agents verified we weren’t carrying contraband of any kind and that we were legally able to enter the United States.
This queue made a captive audience of potential buyers for peddlers of all sorts. It also made for some interesting photos. Here are some of what I call Scenes from Inside a Car.