Yeah right in Ensenada we had a bunch of soldiers camped out right at the head
of our dock
. It was very surreal seeing that it was a really unlikely location tucked away from the city. They were all very cordial and professional. We had some soldiers overseeing an armored car transaction in the middle of the city too, that was a little intense they all looked very stressed out.
In Mexico I had some really interesting conversations with my mother who I was traveling with.
She is very worldly and has traveled to many third world countries. I was almost appalled at how cold she was to people. She was very polite but would shut someone down if they got too close or too friendly regardless of if they were threatening or not.
I consider myself pretty street smart too and have been in, and gotten out of a lot of compromising situations. My approach is to kill with kindness. Our travel styles were so different that we found ourselves butting heads a few different times. I started to realize that being a women you do not have the option of being overly kind to people because men
take it the wrong way and then you have a real problem especially without the luxury of sharing the same language (No does not necessarily mean no).
It was a but of an eye opener, and I was pretty impressed realizing that although I didn't approve of my mother's behavior - at times it bordered on the ugly American paradigm - that it was time tested and she knew what she was doing.