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Off i tottled from san diego on the tram to Tijuana mexico, making sure i had my passport with me so i could actually get back in.
My tram journey was rather interesting got talking to two war vet's who were scaring the s*** out of me about going to Tijuana by myself oh joy! Id already been warned it was dangerous but f*** it i wanted to get a mexican sugar skull tattoo done in mexico by a mexican so i had to go! My new vet friends full on escorted me right up to the border and told me as they get a free tram pass all they do it ride back and forth on it :/ get to the border which i dnt know what i imagined but a simple bridge to get into another country with no passport control was a shock. As soon as i hit mexico it was like going from rich to poor all by crossing a bridge there was soldiers with massive machine guns, kids tryna sell me s*** bracelets and some guy tryna sell me prescription drugs on the cheap.
I had previously looked on google maps to try and find tattoo shops when i got there after horror stories and seeing the place i decided that i diddnt want to get my phone out so i just went to the first tattoo shop i saw, as i walked in there was no one there and in walked this balled tattod up mexican guy heres hoping theres no language barrier joy of joys the guy spoke better english then i did woop woop asked him for a tattoo and bish bosh bash the guy gets sorted after he'd made me watch him take the needle out bless him. So 4 hours of tattooing i got to know this lovely tattood gentlemen he was telling me all about mexico and his past of being a gangbanger and learning to tattoo in jail where he got locked up for killing someone and he know works in mexico but goes for his parol meetings in san diego, he was a mighty fine chap and i dnt think ive ever met a murderer so that was nice :p i started to feel quite bad for the guy cos he felt persecuted because he had tattoos on his face :( awww so my aim was to go to Tijuana get a tattoo come back to san diego and do the organised trip the hostel were organising unfortunately the tattoo took 4 bloody hours and so i headed back into san diego but oooooh not before standing in a massive que for 2 hours waiting to get back into america, with lots more poor children trying to sell me crappy braclets, f***in americans!! I only had to cross a bridge to get into mexico and its bloody fort knox to get back in pft which resulted in me missing the tour and going home for an early night, and early night which was disturbed by someone giving me and this random brazillian guy who works there a free ticket to the baseball we couldnt refuse the game was nearly over but it was friday which ment lots of fireworks which isnt much fireworks to those americans....biggest fireworks display i have ever seen haha awsome, night all!!!
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