The border crossing was very busy and a bit hectic. We got our tourist visas and went on to the other side passing many men with big guns without any issues. Wish I got a picture of them though. And then we entered the land of can't read the signs and can't understand the people. It's good Bryan and Maggie know some spanish because its just lost on me. We asked some people for directions to the toll highway, and got to work. We were shortly greeted with a long steep hill as we paralleled the border. We found the exit to the toll highway but were shortly stopped by the security. They told us we were not allowed on the toll highway but we could get off, go through town for about a mile and get back on the highway. Ridiculous, but ok. While going through town we stopped for lunch at a little restaurant. I had turned on the tracking on our Spot when we left Denny's then turned it off at the border, and then forgot to turn it back on until after lunch. (thats where the big gap came from)
After taking some pictures with the locals we got some more directions and headed towards the highway. We missed the turn onto it and ended up using the dirt, garbage ridden pathway beside it till the guardrail let us in. From there it was heaven to ride. The toll road is in perfect condition with very few hills. We made it to Rosarito by a quarter to four and found our couchsurfing hosts shortly after.
Lanny and her mom, Rita, welcomed us into their lovely home, taught us some spanish (as Rita doesn't speak any English), and we made dinner for them. The rest of the evening was spent playing cards, planning the next day and drinking homemade lime margaritas! Thanks Lanny!
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| just getting onto the toll highway |
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