We drove straight through El Paso--it was just big and overwhelming, we were pretty burned out, and we didn't need gas or food or anything. I looked over across the Rio Grande and there were all these little houses and dirt roads, and we realized, that's Mexico. I would like to go to Mexico someday, but maybe not Juarez, so we drove past, which was weird. It was weird to be so close to another country, especially since we had just driven through Texas and seen many young Latinos pulled over at the side of the road by the spooky cowboy types of the Border Patrol. We drove right out of Texas and into Las Cruces, NM.
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