As I mentioned in my first post, Preston and I live 40 minutes from the U.S./Mexico border. The town we live in, Sahuarita, is located between the border and the metropolis of Tucson. Ok, so Tucson isn't a metropolis but it is the first city of notable size when traveling north from the border. As I also mentioned before, Preston works in Nogales, Mexico and I work in Tucson. Therefore, every morning, I drove north and Preston drives south on the major thoroughfare that is Highway 19.
As a side tidbit, I believe Highway 19 is the only highway in the United States that still has road signs in kilometers, which helps me...ummmm...none. The state of Arizona made this change during the "big push" for the metric system to be used in the U.S. I vaguely remember being told that if I didn't learn conversions and the metric system I wouldn't be able to function as an adult. So as much as I would like to admit they were wrong, knowing the metric system might come in handy whilst traveling on Highway 19. But I digress, on to the real tidbit.
So as you can imagine, Preston and I see some pretty interesting happenings while traveling to and from work. Preston, obviously, witnesses A LOT more than I do seeing as he actually crosses the border every day (hmmmm....I believe I just discovered another subject matter for Tidbit Tuesdays). But one thing I probably see more than Preston does is something I have dubbed "Junk in the Trunk." Clever...I know. Which brings me to the above photo. This is something I see, almost on a daily basis, when I am headed home (south) after work. And let me tell you....those Mexicans know how to pack a truck! From what Preston has told me, it is cheaper for Mexicans to buy things in the United States than it is Mexico. That totally contradicts my thinking and so many theories but Preston would definitely know better than I on this subject matter. So apparently they load up in the U.S. and take all of it back home to Mexico. The unfortunate part is this guy had to unload all of this mess at the border for them to inspect and then reload it again. Preston and I joke that there has to be a Mexican guy some where in Tucson who is the "professional truck packer." We've even teased about said trucker packer's marketing slogans: "Got enough stuff to fill an 18 wheeler but all you have is an old Ford pickup? Come visit Pedro, the Professional Truck Packer!"
If there is a Pedro out there he should be making the big bucks because I consider THIS
an art form, my friends.
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