July 9, 2009 Leave a comment
It has not gone unnoticed that a large number of my well-to-do countrymen and women head north and flock to the Houston-area to hit the local malls.
Particularly the Galleria and its country bumpkin cousin, Katy Mills. Here is a shot of the world-famous Katy Mills carousel:
[Pic source: Kid Pop Houston]
They come from all over my native land, from México City to Monterrey. It is quite easy to spot them because,
- They’re the only ‘weirdos’ who are walking the mall as a family
- They’re the only Mexicans who aren’t all choloed up
Never in a million years would I have imagined that any of the niñas fresas buying overpriced clothes would ever attempt to smuggle blow on their way to the happy shopping grounds.
Yet, there is this story:
Smugglers turn to affluent women as drug ‘mulas’
Here is how the piece opens up:
Three striking sisters, women in their 20s from the Mexican metropolis of Monterrey, were riding in the back of a late-model minivan with friends toward the shopping malls of Houston, when a Laredo customs agent noticed something out of place.
Next time I hit the ‘Mills’, it will be difficult to look at my money-dropping paisanos without thinking of this story.
Oh, innocence lost!