When I bought the tickets from Mazatlan, the lady told me that it would be a 23 hour bus ride. Brutal, but OK. It was an overnight bus and there was TV.
The busride took 30 hours.
I was right restless byt the time we got to Northern Mexico. Plus, when I got to Tijuana and cross over to San Diego, I was supposed to call a friend to come pick me up, and then go hang out. By the time I got into the USA, it was about 10:30pm and my buddy was already getting ready for bed. He came out to pick me up nevertheless, thank God!
So instead of heading to bars and whatnot, I had a peanut butter sandwhich (which was SO good), a beer, and a NICE first world shower. It was nice to be clean.
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