The drive back to San Miguel always feels daunting before I cross the border. I always worry whether Mexican Customs is going to hassle me (they don't) or not. But, it's still in the back of my mind.
Then when I pass the 16 mile checkpoint, I've gotten the green light, and I'm heading south, my heart races and I get a smile on that straight road because I know it won't be long until I see the beginning of the mountains in the distance.
I also look forward to what kind of wildflowers will be blooming as there is always something blooming -even in the desert!
It truly isn't a difficult eight hour drive from the Border to San Miguel. I take books on tape and the next thing I know I'm turning off where the little sign says San Miguel. (There didn't used to be a sign when I first started driving down). In fact, signage has evidently become a big business in Mexico in the last couple of years. Especially the Ruta 2010 signs for the anniversary next year. Geez, there are gillions of them.
So, I usually get home around 5PM, if not sooner, and my heart does always flip as I come over the rise and see San Miguel below. It is truly a welcome and beautiful sight. Happy Trails!