The Rest of the Story

On our way back to the US, we decided to stop for a last authentic Mexican meal in Ojinaga, next to the border.
Supposedly, Pastor Dulces' uncle owned a restaurant called the "Bucanero" or Buccaneer.
So we found the restaurant and went there to eat a late lunch. It was an excellent meal and we talked to the waiter, Alfredo, about the Lord. He asked us if we were Christians, and we said yes. He told us that Jesus is coming back soon and we need to be about the Father's business. We all agreed and we got to pray with him before we left. We hope to be able to visit him and his church, the Mount Sianai Church. They do prison ministry and there is an orphanage there we can visit.
The picture is of Bill and Alfredo in the Bucanero Restaurant.
After we left there, we stopped at a little grocery store and picked up a few things.
Several of us went in and some waited in the van. When I came out of the store, everybody was gone. I sat on the side of the curb for awhile, rejoicing in the fact that we had been given such a great opportunity to come to Mexico, and chuckling at the possibility that I had been "left behind."
A few minutes later, Bill came walking down the street and told me that they had been in a wreck with the van and another vehicle, and were waiting for the police. I thought Bill was kidding, as he has a tendency to do that. The group had actually left me and when they realized I wasn’t in the van, turned around to get me but had a collision in the process. So it was true, and shortly, three police vehicles came up when the van came back to the store, and I translated while the drivers explained what happened to the police chief.
The police chief said we would have to go to the police department and also get an estimate on the damage of the vehicle our vehicle had hit, if we wanted to return to the US that day. We agreed and followed them to the station.
About 45 minutes later, the body shop man arrived and gave an estimate of $130. US for the damage to the other vehicle. We agreed to pay it and also had to pay a $35. US fine to the police department, without admitting guilt for the accident.
We had a wonderful time talking to the police chief, who is also an attorney. He was disappointed in the body shop man, as he felt it should only have cost about $65. US, but JD, who is a body shop owner, said it would have been $1,300. or thereabouts at his shop, so he was satisfied with the whole deal.
We thanked everyone, shook hands and went on our way, without stopping again before we made it to customs and immigrations, having our passports stamped and getting the deposit back for the vehicle. God is good, and we were blessed, even though it was a little unsettling for a while. Two years ago, a pastor had gone to jail in Mexico for hitting another vehicle and we were grateful nobody had to see the inside of a jail cell on this trip!