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Day Twenty: McAllen, Texas – McKinney, Texas

Submitted by on Thursday, 19 February 2009No Comment

Day Twenty
McAllen, Texas – McKinney, Texas
600 miles

Being back in the US is strange: manicured roads, cleanness, working traffic lights and organization everywhere. How a border line can make such a marked differences. The landscape changed dramatically and flatness became the norm.
We stopped before San Antonio for gas and a guy started talking to Lloyd.  He trashed Mexico and was saying all kind of misconceptions people usually say about it and Southern countries. “I bet you are happy to be back after being in Mexico with all the crappy roads and nasty federals.” He kept his bash for a few minutes before Lloyd straightened him out. Lloyd said he was one of those people and now it was his responsibility to spread the truth.
San Marcos is my friend’s hometown and we had lunch with his wife. Her first question was,   “Did you guys get along?” We looked at each other and at unison said “Yeah.” We shared stories and while I was still fresh I decided to drive the remaining miles home. It was going to be a six hundred mile day ride for me.
I was on the road, by myself with a lot of thinking to do, almost sleepy when I noticed a motorcycle rider behind me. I started going faster and so he did. I flew through cars and he followed. Then he took the lead for awhile. We played the game for a couple of hours. It definitely woke me up.
Where were all the thumbs up? The cheering and honking? The multiple questions every time I stopped. Where were the checkpoints and topes? The exciting never ending roads? The smiles and inquiring minds?
Central America was a life changing experience. They are a happy bunch even under their living circumstances. They opened their hearts and never questioned my intentions there. I didn’t see evil, only kindness. Traveling changes you and allows you to understand for a second that we are all one big family.
The last few miles home I felt lost, I could not believe what I had done and I wish I was still on the road, on the move. It was the end of a dream. It was time to get up so I could start dreaming again. I was home and already planning my next adventure.

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