We seem to go where angels fear to tread. Last year we were camping at Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument. We picked up and turned on the GPS to get to Anza Borrego. It said take a right to Lukeville and so we did whilst driving in my F350 Ford diesel. They practically waved us across the border though we had out little Mini Aussie in the front seat.
Several hours later we crossed back across the border into California. The US Border Patrol Agent waved us over to the side for a closer look at my truck.
The Border Patrol guy finished the inspection and asked me to have a seat. He informed me that I had been driving along one of the most dangerous border roads in terms of human trafficking... That a lot of bad stuff had happened in that area....and that my F350 Ford 2003 that burns the Mexican diesel was especially prized by the bad guys. And that may have been why it was easy to get across the border into Mexico in the first place...but somehow we made it out OK.
Now, I've told this tale before to guys who travel frequently in Mexico and they laugh me out of the room. They all say the stories about truck jackings and human trafficking and narcos and police are imaginary. Honest, that's what they say. You can look it up.
But, I believe the BP guy and I'm not taking my F350 over there again. This winter we're traveling down to Oaxaca, Mexico. We're using an old 2002 Honda Element and staying in Airbnb.
I'd rather take my truck camper, but nope. Nobody is going to bother me in an old Honda. I don't think.
