Chapter 17 15 Mexico's strong first attack

The moment I crossed the border and stepped into the city of Falles in Mexico, I stood there in shock, "This is really incredible??????" The main road leading to the US border is full of people and vehicles, extending to the other side.Hysterical horns sounded everywhere, and every face in front of them seemed to be shouting "Let me into the United States", with sharp eyes full of murderous intent. One by one, the beggars on the side of the road stood neatly in a row with an interval of about five meters.Skinny wild dogs roaming around, and men with fierce eyes staring at me intently.Buildings that look like post-war ruins, roads with cracks like tortoise shells, flying dust, and the smell of sweat from the crowd?????? I started to feel nauseous.

"What the hell kind of 'totally—no problem!'" Seiji-san is probably riding a bicycle leisurely in the western United States, and I feel a little resentful towards him.Riding a bicycle in this kind of place is like saying "please come and grab me" to others! If possible, I also want to turn around and go directly back to the United States.But in order to achieve the goal of "traveling around the world", I still endured it. Constantly pushing through the crowd, I headed towards the cheap hotel I checked in the travel book in advance.Although I was temporarily relieved when I found it, the hotel was crowded with unknown people, and the atmosphere was quite strange.The hotel itself is also dirty and run down.

I timidly tried to ask questions in English through the small window of the counter.The man inside just shrugged his shoulders. I thought that since it was a hotel in a border city, he could speak at least a few words of English, but it turned out that he couldn't communicate at all.Barely expressing meaning in a gesticulating way, at least let me take a look at the hotel room first. Walking through the dark corridor to the designated room, I was speechless once I opened the door.The stench like a public toilet wafts through your nostrils. Then my eyes were attracted by the miserable state of the bed. The old bed was deeply sunken in the center, almost like a hammock, and the blanket on it had several holes, like an old rag.Two black things fell on the corner of the bed. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be the remains of a large cockroach.

A single room here only costs about 600 yen a night. Even if it is cheap, it is too bad.What's more, after careful inspection, all the locks on the windows are broken. "Do not make jokes??????" Back at the counter, I gesticulated to the other person and asked him to show me another room, but it was still horribly dirty, and all the locks inside were broken.Checked out another room, still in the same condition. "what happened?" I don't care if the other party understands or not, I can't help but press him in English, but he just shrugs his shoulders, just as helpless.

No way, I had to give in and choose a room.When I think of the crowds on the main road, I don't want to push a fully armed bicycle to find another hotel. Push the bicycle into the room, use pliers to pull up the broken lock on the window, and then tie a circle of iron wire to make a hard lock. After that, I went to the bar for a drink with I-kun, a Japanese traveler I met on the way.His hotel is in El Paso on the U.S. border, and he appears to be only doing sightseeing in Mexico, a day trip.Although I am very envious that Mr. I can go back to the United States to sleep on a clean bed tonight, but now that I have come to this point, I have no choice but to admit it.

"Salud (Cheers)! Mexican Salud! Cockroach Salud! Hahahaha!" I fell into complete despair and downed beer after beer. Mr. I was also infected, and the two made a big fuss. Suddenly, I felt burning eyes.At the corner of the bar, an aunt who was dressed so exaggeratedly and creepily looked at us.When she met her gaze, she smiled with golden teeth and sat down beside me.She looked even more terrifying up close, just like the Betty Doll in the American comics who was thrown with acid, punched more than 20 times, and aged 30 years.She took my arm and said in a deafening voice: "○△╳☆!○△╳☆! Hee hee hee hee!"

I didn't understand it at all, and I responded loudly with "Si, Si! (Yes)", and laughed wildly with my aunt "Wahhahahaha". Mr. I sitting next door looked at me as if asking for help. At some point, he was also hugged by a strange ladyboy uncle, with a face full of tears.The two of us could only look at each other with a wow ha ha ha ha wry smile. And just like that, the four of us drank beer in a mess.Counting the timing, Mr. I and I got up and left the table, scrambling and quickly left the bar.Looking back in horror, there were no pursuers behind, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

After sending Mr. I to the US-Mexico border, he held my hand tightly and said: "Then, do your best." Leaving behind this irresponsible encouragement, he went back to the advanced country, the United States. Walking back to my cell-dark hotel room, I was exhausted, like I was sinking into the depths of a trench.It seems that Mexico's first round of attack has already hit my body hard.