
Ustlach

Jul 2, 2010, 11:36 AM
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It has been all of six weeks since I last came SoB after a two week visit NoB. I was driving, from Phoenix, via Nogales, on Mexican Hwy 15, as far as Hermosillo. And this was probably my 30th such trip. I have never, NEVER, even when I get a Red Light at the Aduana, never have I been asked for ID, visa, passport, nothing. One time I walked across the border into Mexico at San Ysidro/Tijuana. I did not see anyone resembling a Mexican border agent, or custom agent, policeman, nothing. I read posts here on MexConnect by people getting stopped in Mexico and asked for their visas or their car permits and I have virtually no conception of what they are talking about. My partner tells me I should not listen to 99% of what I read on MexConnect about Mexico because Sonora is so radically different from the rest of the country, even other northern states, cities, towns, etc. and that trying to compare anything in Sonora with anything elsewhere in Mexico is an exercise in futility. Well, that is something of an exaggeration, because there are similarities, but I have to admit, they seem few and far between. There was one new twist however. Right at the border, on the US side, was a check point manned by US immigration agents. A whole bunch of them. My Mexican partner had met me in Tucson the day before, having taken the bus from Hermosillo, and was riding back home with me. We stopped at this check point and the very polite US immigration officer looked at my partner and said" Who is that? I told him my partner's name. "How do you know him." "What are you two doing together?" "Where are you coming from and where are you going?" "How long have you known him?" I was answering each and every question openly, honestly, patiently, but when they began to sort of repeat themselves, the questions, I began to lose patience. When he asked me again, what this Mexican guy was to me? I told the agent he is my domestic partner. I have known him nine years. We live together in Hermosillo. And I added, "...if it is any of your business." I fully expected to get hauled out of the car and pistol-whipped, but the agent remained very cool and polite and explained why it was his business. Just trying to cut down on bad stuff getting into Mexico. I thought, Good Lord (and I am not religious), if every gringo coming to Mexico would pick up a Mexican in Arizona and bring him back to Mexico, that would help the problem of illegal Mexicans in Arizona. They ought to be stopping me and giving me a reward for repatriating one of those illegal Mexicans. If they were all that concerned about us transporting weapons or money or whatever, why all the personal questions about my partner and what he is to me? Just search the damn truck and be done with it.
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