Yes, I am Irish. Well, half. I guess I get that feisty stuff from my Mother's side of the family. A bit of trivia: 33 million Americans report that they have some Irish ancestry (about 9 times the population of Ireland); but, 110 million people will head out to celebrate today. That said, we won't be drinking any green beer or heading out for festivities.
Nothing says Erin go Bragh (Ireland forever) like a trip to Mexico. We picked up some meds for the next season or two, and that was it. Not even a margarita. In and out.
On the walkway to the bridge...
A sign on the US side...
First view of Progreso, MX...
We used to go there frequently; have lunch, do some shopping, get some "international" time. Today, we spent less than a half hour across the border.
The rest of the day was spent running errands. We stopped to pick up a couple things from the motorhome, got a bite to eat, south to Dick's Sporting Goods to see what they had for bike racks, a stop at a bike shop, then a visit to Harbor Freight. Then, back to our relatively quiet island. Lots of traffic in town, mostly young'uns heading to SPI for spring break activities.
We are "supplied up" so we don't have to make a grocery run this weekend.
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