This sign was at the intersection of the main border crossing street and the Juarez town square which, of course, was home to a church. I must say I did not love Juarez. I always felt uneasy like danger was lurking around every corner. Especially, when I saw Policia carrying machine guns while patrolling the…
We ate at a local restaurant, three tacos each, I spiced mine with chile arbol. And one bottle of coke for a grand total of only $5 USD. And that was probably an elevated price for us visitors from the US. I was red from the temperature heat not the spiciness of the chile suace.
This mural was in Juarez proper. The words above girls in the handcuffs translate to “The Silence of the Voices.”
While in El Paso, we decided to take a walk into Juarez, Mexico. There was some beautiful street art on the Mexico side that I had to shoot through the chain link fencing. There was also some disparaging comments regarding Trump and his mythical wall the sentiment with which I wholeheartedly agreed.
The interpretation of this petroglyh is of a bighorn sheep stuck with arrows. Were they thanking the gods for a propitious hunt or were they petitioning for success for upcomings?