When I was a kid they had the gut wagon come round at coffee, lunch and afternoon coffee. Desiccated rice krispie treats, the saddest burgs you’ve ever seen… plus all the weiners, candy bars. And stuff a sea gulls and Billy goats wouldn’t eat.
Y’know I haven’t seen one in 30 year.
The elusuve El Chalupacabra
ReplyDeleteWhen I worked in the San Diego shipyards, '75-'82, Mexican-Americans had the BEST roach coaches! They may have helped train my immune system, but I never got sick and they were Mexican delicious.
ReplyDelete1990, I was the support crew for a Hughes 500 chopper, filming Japanese, adventure tourists, race in the Baja 1000. They did it for the fun and they did it to get a 500cc Japanese dirt bike. Japan put a huge tax penalty on bikes over a certain size, on Japanese bikes sold in Japan.
It was cheaper and LOTS more fun, to book through a tour guide company, get a passport, get Baja race registered, transportation, accomodations, logistics, buy the Jap bike of your dreams in San Diego, get bussed, guided around for everything. Then, as long as you STARTED the race (paperwork proof) get yer bike dirty, the Japanese government considered the bike used. You could send them back to japan with no government penalties. You also got aerial footage of you, racing in the Baja 1000! A nice, package deal. Almost none of them spoke English, just the handlers.
All that to get to the part where I was driving all over northern Baja, chasing a helo with a 1 ton Chevy jet fuel truck. It was very safe, lots of Federales and Mexican police making sure the Whites were safe, they never fucked with racers or tourists. I ate, almost exclusively from dirt, roadside, open air "fast food" set ups. That's when I learned not to worry about gristle in mystery meat. They had mad varieties of of condiments, it was delicious! Never got sick, only drank US bottled water and Mexican beer/soda.
Had a great time, had to take a week off climbing trees. boohoo.