Originally Posted by RonTheDon
(Post 18687968)
Oh the joy of TJ!
My experiences have been both good and bad. I will state the bad only, since it was the most memorable.
Bad Time #1: Pulled over by police, told I was driving the wrong way on a one way street. When cars started passing us, I pointed them out and also pointed at signs facing our direction. Cop gets pissed and says to follow him to the jail and I need to pay ~$350 for impound fee + more to post bail. I told him I had no money and he searched my car, found $20 and let us go.
Bad Time #2: The federalies followed me and my buddy around then stopped us at a street corner. They told us to put our hands up against the tree and that they were searching for drugs. They didn't find any, took my friends cash in his wallet and let us go. On the way back to the US, we get stopped in the car and get the whole run around about following them to jail, blah blah blah. $20 and we're on our way.
Bad Time #3: My friends truck broke down in the middle of nowhere while on our way to TJ. Hitch hiked the rest of the way and rented some filthy motel room that had EXTREMELY hot water which helped wash away the filth of sleeping sitting up in a nasty fkn bed. Started drinking @ about 10:30am and eventually hitting up every strip club we could find; there are some very interesting ones, I must say. All I remember was getting cash out from the ATM machine at a grocery store and trying to catch a cab back to the border. This club promotor (the guys who flick the cards like Vegas) jumped in the cab and was telling the driver where to go. Drunk as shit, we didn't even think about it - all we knew is that we told the driver where WE wanted to go. The cab stops in front of a whore house and we get kicked out. The club promotor guy tries to pimp off some whores to us and we tell him that it isn't what we wanted. He kept asking for a tip, so like a dumb ass, I reach my hand in my pocket and as I'm pulling out a few bucks, he upper cuts me w/ a fist full of rings. Doesn't knock me out but sure did piss me off. My buddy wanted to chase after him but I didn't - I just wanted to go home. Anyway, the next day I had to go to the hospital because my ears were bleeding; jammed jaw bone into ear canal. Also, it's true about the ATM skimmers. I ended up getting back to LA and my bank had said I spent almost $2,000. I know for damn sure that I didn't do that...I swear...
FOURTH and FINAL time: Meet up with an old friend and we hit up some clubs in TJ. Growing up a Marine child, born in San Diego, I always talk to Marines. I end up talking to some that were around our age and we start hanging out (3 Marines). At the end of the night, I offer to drive them back to San Diego. In the parking garage, we get blocked in by a group of guys with badges blocking the exits. Guns drawn and stuck to the back of our necks, we're told we're under arrest for "breaking the law". I shit you not, I have never seen a Marine cry over something like this. One of the guys was crying like a little baby about how we're going to jail and he's going to get in trouble. I told him that we're getting robbed, not put in jail. He didn't believe me... Anyway, they search us, take our money and find a big ass bag of pills that the crying Marine had. They don't take it from him and let us go. I drop the Marines at their vehicle and the only thing I can remember from that point on is NOTHING. I end up in a random hotel room with my friend, somewhere between San Diego and Los Angeles. A few weeks later, she calls me up and says that she thinks we were slipped roofies. She brought up a few things and then pointed out that the one guy had "those pills".
Will I ever go back to TJ? Hell no. Did I learn my lesson? Absofuckinglutely. Why did I keep going back? It was different than LA, cheaper, it was a BLAST. I was younger and really didn't give a crap about the consequences of that type of stuff. Being older, having a career, wife and kids... makes TJ be the last place I want to hang out.
Everything you've heard about it is probably true. Yes, they have donkey shoes. Yes, they have donkeys painted with stripes to look like a Zebra. Yes, you can get laid in Madonnas.
If you do go, have fun and be safe. Do not give money to the filthy children selling chiclets; those little thieves.
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