2/8/13 Friday at Deming,NM (El Rancho Lobo-PPA)
Yesterday we met Dick who said he was going to Old Mexico tomorrow, would we like to come? We said we’d think about it. John was planning to go golfing then, when the weather would be good. By this morning we decided that this was an opportunity we should take advantage of. We were not planning on going to Mexico. John said sometimes opportunity knocks softly. Since this was a chance to go with a group, as we had been advised to do, it was just too good to pass on.
First, though, we needed to get John’s medications at the Post Office in Deming, which is about 10 miles from our campground. When we asked at the window, the gentleman said there was nothing for us. Whoa. We insisted there had been plenty of time. He directed us to the customer service door. The lady there repeated that if he didn’t find anything, it wasn’t there. I asked her to look again – another set of eyes and all. She did and came back with a small card from UPS. They won’t deliver to a “General Delivery”. Hmm. Group Health has always sent via USPS. So we had only today, Friday, between 4 & 6 pm to pick it up at the UPS place.
We came back to the campground, letting Dick & Debbie know we’d decided to go with them to Mexico, but we needed to be back by 4 pm or so. No problem. Bill, who has lived here for some time, came as well, all of us in Dick’s truck.
It’s 45 miles away from our campground, just 3 miles beyond the city of Columbus, NM, with a parking lot for your vehicle (free). Then you just walk across the border, no questions asked. Immediately, we were offered slips of paper advertising dental services. Ah, marketing. Then we could see “The Pink Store” that was giving this day of appreciation.
At the door, we are greeted by an older Mimbres Indian, holding the door and wanting tips. We gave her $.25 for each of us. Then we walked through the store to the patio outside. Lots of tables and people greeted us as well as entertainment by “Cher”. Next was a Ricky Martinez imitator.
After our meal, Debbie and I perused the store. I wanted a certain T shirt I saw someone wearing (Inca design), but they were sold out. 😦 We all had an excellent time. They sure can throw a fun party.
Then on to Dick’s truck, following Bill’s shortcut back to our campground. Bill pointed out the Big Floridians and Little Floridians on our way.