Down in the West Texas Town of El Paso…
11 March 2010… I fell in love with — well, you get the idea.
There’s a certain something to one’s first night spent in one’s new home state. We’ve stated that we are becoming Texas residents and on Monday we moved our trailer from Las Cruces to El Paso. We would have gotten our license plates, but Texas requires that you do that in your home county, so we’re unable, until we get to Polk County, where Livingston is located.
Although most of my time is taken up with work, I’ve been able to look around a bit. On Tuesday morning, I drive north on the “Caesar Chavez Border Highway” which is TXLoop 375. As I was driving west, the border fence could clearly be seen immediately adjacent to the freeway. Beyond is the Rio Grande and beyond that, the city of Juarez. As I came into the downtown area, I passed under a large pedestrian/vehicle bridge that stretched from Juarez over the Rio Grande, over the highway, and into the US Border facility. It was about 8 AM, and the bridge was packed wall to wall with people, waiting their turn to enter the US.
We’re parked at the Mission Trail Mobile Home and RV Park, which islocated in the south end of town. The surroundings are noticeably Hispanic, which, for us, translates to good food. The park description made me a bit nervous, but it got good reviews, and when I got there, it proved to be a fine choice. Clean as a whistle. Nighttime security. about 15 RV sites, plus a bunch of single-wide mobile homes. I’d stay here again.
Yesterday, I had a knock on the door, and a man asked for my help. His front 5th wheel trailer jack was sinking into the mud, and he had no way to move it. I took my truck and towed him about a foot forward, provided a few blocks, told him how to level his rig, etc. His name is Eduardo, and I told him that two Eds were better than one. He needs a web site done, and he sells something I want, so we may find a more lasting relationship.
Also, yesterday, I drove up to the main post office at the airport, and, surprise, found my General Delivery mail waiting for me. So the second mailing took three days, while the first was still missing in action after ten.
Included in the package was a used Jawbone II headset. I was hoping it would satisfy me as much as my Jawbone 1, but it is disappointing. It won’t stay properly on the ear. A friend who works there suggests ordering their new earpiece, and I will. I also ordered a Blue Parrot headset. We’ll see how that does.
Today I got a call from the lady at the Las Cruces Post Office, and my missing-in-action package has arrived, so tomorrow we’ll be driving back to Las Cruces to get it. We’ll also try to eat at La Posta De Mesilla restaurant, as recommended by Angelle Le Marche in a previous comment.
We’ll be here till next Monday, then on to San Antonio. We have an alternate plan that, while out of the way, might be really cool. No comment until it’s decided or discarded.
2 Responses to “Down in the West Texas Town of El Paso…”
March 11th, 2010 at 3:19 pm
Send me a care package, if you go!!!!! :-)
March 11th, 2010 at 7:05 pm
I hope you’ll pardon me for struggling with coming to grips with thinking of you two as Texans! :)