The Piñata Mobile

The Piñata-mobile is home and parked back in the garage. Melanie and I left Canada in her VW Passat, and came back in a Mexican car. It's still the same car, but now it looks like a Mexican car. Which is to say, it has been christened.

It has a scratch and what looks like a bullet hole in front of the right wheel well, which was likely caused by a shopping cart with something sharp sticking out of it -- we really have no idea. The rear  fender has a scratch and a chip (my bad), and the front windshield has a stone chip. All that in two weeks. This is why everyone tells us, don't bring a new car to Mexico.

Early days on the ground have been hectic after making the drive from Nashville to Elora in one day. The border crossing back into Canada was hilarious. At about 8:30 on a Friday night, there is no car traffic on the Ambassador Bridge and we pull right up and hand over our passports. He scans them.

Canada Border Services Agent: "Where do you live?"
Me: "Elora."
CBSA: "How long have you been gone?"
Me: "We left on April 8."
(Pause.)
CBSA: "Total value?"
Me: "About $200 Canadian."
(Pause. He returns passports.)
CBSA: Bye-bye.

I love this country.