November 17 – 22, 2018.
A friend recently told us that he’d rather have dental surgery than spend Thanksgiving with his family. In the spirit of letting other people live their lives vicariously through us, Greg did just that.
Earlier this year, in February Greg, had visited the dentist in Los Algodones, México and we were both pleased with the experience. Unfortunately, that visit was just the start of the work that needed to be done to turn the jagged landscape of Greg’s mouth into teeth again.
We were moochdocking in Tucson planning our journey south when we decided to go ahead and get most of the rest of the dental work done. It was the week before Turkey Day by the time Greg made his appointments – 3 days, Monday, Tuesday, and Thanksgiving day.
Turns outs if there is an absolute best time to hop the border for dental work, this week of American overindulgence is the very best.
Since the usual masses of American and Canadian snowbirds had not made their journeys to their desert oases yet, the line to cross back into the US in the afternoon from Mexico was really really short all week and on Thanksgiving day non-existent (we walked through customs with only two people behind us).
But there was more than just short lines. November 20 is a holiday in Mexico, Día de la Revolución – which means, of course, a parade! And to top it all off, after Greg’s 3 hours with the dentist on Thanksgiving day we were offered to make a plate from the staff’s Thanksgiving potluck to take with us when we leisurely ambled back across the border.
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