Dear Reader, Our La Quinta hotel was right next to a Shell gas station that also had a money changer and a Mexican auto insurance vendor, all of which were open 24 hours, so our day began at the Shell station. From there, we crossed the Rio Grande river at the International Bridge 2. There was little traffic leaving the US so we moved straight through with just a cursory glance by a custom’s agent at our kayaks and through the windows into the back of our truck. So that part was easy. The bitch was trying to get to …