first went to Mexico in 1992 on
a bus with a group from Eloy, Arizona.
Their destination was the border town of Nogales to do some shopping for
He awoke in an alley way four weeks later, not remembering his name, let alone where he was. His face had turned a brilliant purple and he had lost his camera and passport. Fortunately, he was able to make it across the border on a produce truck masquerading as an egg plant.
Spud returned to Mexico in 1995 when he visited Juarez, another border town neighbouring El Paso, Texas. He was much more careful with Tequila consumption on this trip.
In March of 1997, Spud returned once again to Nogales. Shopping was once more the top of the list of things to do, but a ride on a burro could not be missed.
Spud loved the deals that were to be had at the Mexican border towns, that in March of 1998, he drove 8 hours to the town of Matamoros just to sample the local delicacies and of course, more tequila. There were so many different foods to choose from, that Spud was torn with decisions. There was shaved prickly pear to be had, agave leaves and peppers but he didn't just want vegetables; he had to have meat! Finally getting the nerve (and the 300,000 pesos!) to order from a local street vendor, he obtained a pita-like bread that was stuffed with chopped beef-like meat smothered in a spicy red sauce and topped with onions, tomatoes and heaps of guacamole. Starving for a good feed, he swallowed it down in a few monstrous gulps and washed it down with what he assumed was lemonade. Soon after the ingesting, Spud began to feel the effects of the over-indulgence. His insides churned and the heat from the spice set his mouth (among other key areas) ablaze. The pain Spud experienced held his intestines and taste buds hostage for almost 9 solid hours. He also managed to visit every gas station rest room from Matamoros to Houston.
of 1999 brought Spud down to his 4th border crossing; this time the infamous
Tijuana! Armed with a trunk full of cash, the tuber was bent on
finding a wealth of tacky porcelain clowns to bring home with him. He
was not disappointed as he found not only what he was searching for, but
a wealth of dead varnished frogs playing mandolins and an endless supply
of ceramic hogs practicing their mating positions.