Reynoso, Mexico

Goddamnit! Reynoso, Mexico, across from McAllen, Texas, had looked to me to be the quietest border city and therefore the most suitable for my crossing given the flare up of the drug war in other border cities. But now Reynosa has lit up, too:

Often over the course of the last four months as I have plotted this I have said to myself, "One last adventure. One last adventure." But I really did not intend that literally.

Ah, well. My soul is at peace. If I am killed trying to make this crossing, so be it. However, I would prefer not to be kidnapped and tortured first.