Casas MMX Day 1

This post would have been a sweeping epic involving matillos and clavos, but the border patrol ate up a good 45 minutes of my bloggh time.

Here’s a paradox, though: Why do I freak out? I broke no laws today. I am a U.S. citizen.

And yet when I saw the dog sniffing the car in front of us (the SUV that cut in front of 10+ cars just to squeeze into our van caravan) I got nervous. I had been reading the inspirational music on the different pages of my passport, words about liberty for the entire human race and forming a more perfect union, and it made me sad.

Why can’t people be cool to each other? The people that we worked with in Juarez today were.

The family is super nice. It’s a grandma, her daughter, and the kids. Alberto, roughly the same age as my oldest, thought I was crazy when I told him that we were almost done building my leg.

Piedra means leg. Pared means wall. Simple mistake, but you should have seen the looks on the kids’ faces.

Mike – With the Cardinals losing today, if your character goes to the Dark Side tonight, it would be understandable. Yes, I know he’s not Force-sensitive, but I’m sure you’ll find a way.

Devin, Jesse, Steve, and Gary – I’ll pass on a word of advice about Sith temples: Don’t drink the water. Sith temple being a euphemism for the U.S. Border Patrol station.

I will uphold my photo quota when I can steal…ahem…borrow some photos from friends. When I wasn’t wheelbarrowing concrete I was negotiating prices for botellas de Fresca, so I didn’t have much chance to snap any shots.

I can, however, steal this photo from the Concrete Pathways:

Thanks for helping me appease the grandparents.

Semi-related posts:

  1. Day 1 – Casas
  2. Casas – Day 2
  3. Casas Day 2
  4. Casas – Day 3
  5. Casas – Day 3

8 thoughts on “Casas MMX Day 1

  1. Beautiful. Thank you. Your youngest is having a blast. She has been dancing and laughing and loves being the center of attention. Her favorite phrase seems to be “I did it!”

  2. Yes it was a great end to the barabel. I’ll be posting the pics soon. It involved Sith, Massassi, zombies, and a sith riding a giant bird.
    Believe it or not the rest of the party made it out of the temple (a certain wise old man light up and made the bugs go splat) without any problems. We formed a swoop bike gang and avoided fights. We even managed to fight the urge to blow up some cloning vats we found. We kept reminding ourselves “Next time. We’re just scouting.”

  3. Two important questions:

    1 – Did we make it off the planet?

    2 – Is anyone from our swoop gang sporting a Dengar-like bandage?

  4. 1 – I’m pretty sure we did.

    2 – Not yet, but I’m sure something could be arranged. I really should do something to signify my promotion to Jedi Master, maybe that’s it.

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