Technology is a funny thing. It was a great week without much information technology. I didn’t bring my laptop. The Motel Continental did have an (intermittent) WI-FI zone in the restaurant. But I enjoyed not having the computer. I did have some DT’s about mid-week, and my fingers didn’t know what to do with themselves. I only watched about 10 minutes of TV a day. I only used my cell phone for about 10 minutes a day. It was really nice, truth be told. It was probably really good for me.
Saturday morning we were going to have breakfast an hour later than we had all week. I woke up before CavNav’s phone alarm went off. I worked on packing up a few things. I didn’t want us to take half the morning getting ready. The last thing I wanted was to sit in traffic crossing the border. I was pretty much done when there was a knock on the door. Apparently we were late for breakfast. He set the alarm for the proper time, but apparently you have to set the day on his overly-smart phone. No wake up call for us!
With my limited choices, for which I was endlessly ribbed at lunch today, I picked….. hot cakes. We had a fairly subdued breakfast and started to disperse to put our bags in the van or car. Though I was one of the last to eat, I ended up waiting on most of the team to load up. We handed in our keys and took off for the border.
The road to the crossing runs parallel to the road the hotel was on. We caught up to the traffic and sat. It is surreal. You find vendors and beggars walking up and down the line. You can buy water, newspapers, food, porn and more. Porn? Really. I grew up in a different generation where you didn’t sit in your car looking at porn. We were in line for less than 30 minutes, I think. Getting through the crossing was actually fairly simple. All we bought were some t-shirts and stuff for my kids. We weren’t chosen for a good inspection.