{"id":653,"date":"2009-09-26T00:08:45","date_gmt":"2009-09-26T05:08:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tlausser.com\/blog\/?p=653"},"modified":"2012-06-24T16:58:46","modified_gmt":"2012-06-24T21:58:46","slug":"into-mexico","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/tlausser.com\/blog\/2009\/09\/into-mexico\/","title":{"rendered":"Into Mexico"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" src=\"http:\/\/tlausser.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/BajaRosaritoDinner.jpg\" alt=\"First dinner in Mexico (Rosarito)\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Mexico is different! (What an amazing change of scenery since up on Mt. Whitney just a few days ago!) No problem there, but interesting. Here are three little episodes:<\/p>\n<p><strong>The Immigration Run-Around<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Yesterday afternoon I crossed the border by bicycle from San Diego to Tijuana. I followed the signs for bikes and pedestrians; then you get to a rotating barrier designed only to let pedestrians pass. Like another rider I finally squeezed through the barrier by separating the trailer, tilting the bike up and moving it through with me (like I have moved with a bike into an elevator) and asking another pedestrian to do the same with the trailer! Then you just walk across a little plaza and get to another barrier. No officials, no border patrol, nobody asking for passport or ID&#8230; After the second barrier you&#8217;re in Mexico, just like that! I looked for the tourist office, but it was behind the barrier now, so I couldn&#8217;t go back in for the tourist card (which you need when you want to stay in Mexico for more than 7 days).<br \/>\nSo I asked around and learned that there is a tourist info in the center of Tijuana. So there I went with the bike. Crazy traffic, no shoulders, one needs to assert oneself so the cars don&#8217;t squeeze by too close. Once I got there I learned that I would either have to go back and re-enter at the border or I could go to the Immigration office in Ensenada (one day ride to the South). I chose the latter. However, once I get there the next day, I was told: &#8220;The Ensenada immigration office is only for people who arrive by ship. Those who arrive by car need to immigrate in Tijuana. But &#8211; for a daily fine of 55 pesos ($4) you can immigrate here as well.&#8221; Of course I&#8217;d rather pay $4 than having to ride back &#038; forth some 160km roundtrip! However, I need to pay the 55 pesos at a bank and come back with a receipt. So I&#8217;m off to the town center; the first bank is already closed as it&#8217;s past 3pm; the next bank allows me to make the payment. I head back to the immigration office now via a maze of one-way streets. Back with the receipt I get some forms to fill out. Then I need to go to another teller across the hall, where I can pay the 262 pesos visa fee (good for 6 months). Why I couldn&#8217;t pay the fine here as well is not clear to me&#8230; Then back to the first teller and more forms to fill out. Finally I have my tourist card and stamp in the passport &#8211; I&#8217;m officially allowed in the country now!<\/p>\n<p><strong>The bike and the toll road<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Another experience with the rules in Mexico came when I was directed to the scenic route to Rosarito. I looped around a few km in Tijuana to end up more or less in the same spot, but on the right side of some freeway. There the scenic route starts with a 120m hill up next to the border fence. You see two different worlds on both sides of the fence. <\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" src=\"http:\/\/tlausser.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/BajaTijuanaBorderFence.jpg\" alt=\"View of border fence in Tijuana (US to the left, Mexico to the right)\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Then the road drops steeply and I quickly discover that I can&#8217;t just let it roll down at 60-70 km\/h on Mexican highways, as there are potholes and steps on the road which are dangerous at high speeds&#8230; Then I get to a toll booth (the cuota is a toll road). I had heard that sometimes cyclists are let in, sometimes not; I am not so lucky: They don&#8217;t let me pass (as I don&#8217;t have insurance?), even after some arguing (which helps sometimes). First they want me to ride back to the last onramp (against the traffic); I convince them that that is too dangerous. Then they have a police officer escort me a little bit through the toll booth and he directs me to exit through a narrow hole in the fence to the village streets. I have to unhook the trailer and then he helps me haul the bike over the fence as it wouldn&#8217;t fit through! <\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" src=\"http:\/\/tlausser.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/BajaCuotaExit.jpg\" alt=\"The exit from the cuota I have to take at toll booth\" \/><\/p>\n<p>So there I am on the other side of the fence in the little streets of an unnamed small village. What&#8217;s worse, there is no other road on the coast than the cuota, so I would have to ride back almost all the way to Tijuana incl. the hills! I roll into the village center to get a coke and think. Then I see a bike shop across the street. Very friendly people everywhere &#8211; and naturally curious about the bike and my journey. I ask them how they ride to Rosarito. Well, the cuota of course! And yes, it&#8217;s ok to ride there, they assure me. Just don&#8217;t go by the toll booth. Here, follow me and I&#8217;ll show you where to get back on at the end of the village, offers one of them and off we go through the village streets. When I get back on the cuota, there are other riders and some even ride on the wrong side of the street against traffic flow. A police car drives by and they don&#8217;t care. Yup, that&#8217;s Mexico for you!<\/p>\n<p><strong>The low-budget biker \/ camper<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>In Rosarito (only about 30km past Tijuana) I found a tourist info center and they directed me to a hostel with a tiny backyard for camping. The guy wants $10 for the night. I said &#8220;Oh, that&#8217;s a lot of money&#8221; &#8211; just like I was taught to negotiate &#8211; and there it was only $7. Includes hot showers and a safe place away from the street behind a locked fence and gate.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" src=\"http:\/\/tlausser.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/BajaRosaritoHostel.jpg\" alt=\"Camping at the hostel in Rosarito\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Next morning the ride to Ensenada starts out in fog, but quickly becomes a sunny and pretty hot day, including a 260m hill. As before, lots of sweat, but also nice views from up there and sweet descents down to the water again.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" src=\"http:\/\/tlausser.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/09\/BajaScenicRide.jpg\" alt=\"Pacific Coast between Rosarito and Ensenada\" \/><\/p>\n<p>In Ensenada I also ask at the visitor center for campgrounds. I ride past the city and to a beach resort area. When I pass through the initial security gates I sense that this is a high-end hotel\/resort\/RV park (Estero Beach), so probably expensive. $25 \/ night for tent camping. My trained response: &#8220;Oh, that is a lot of money!&#8221; Well, that&#8217;s the rate, says the young receptionist. I tell him that I haven&#8217;t paid this much since I started in Alaska&#8230; to no avail. Just as I&#8217;m about to leave, his more senior boss comes out and says OK and reduces my rate down to $10 &#8211; nice! So I get to stay at a high-end resort place with pool, showers, hot tub, board-walk, restaurants, free wireless Internet everywhere, security guards at the gate etc. Not a bad deal! Typing this Blog over a glass of Sangria and reflecting back on the first 36h in Mexico&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mexico is different! (What an amazing change of scenery since up on Mt. Whitney just a few days ago!) No problem there, but interesting. Here are three little episodes: The Immigration Run-Around Yesterday afternoon I crossed the border by bicycle from San Diego to Tijuana. 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