Tourist visas for Mexico are good for six months. Ali and I need them, our Mexican children do not. There is an alternative, the FM-3, but it’s time consuming and by most accounts ends up being rather expensive.
When your six months are up you take yourself up and over the border, turn around, and come right back in to start the clock anew. There is an alternative for this as well. The alternative is to meet a tall guy, with glasses, named Julio, at McDonald’s, at ten a.m.
Ali: “We’re meeting who? Where?”
Me: “It’ll be fine I’m sure.”
We’re pretty much spies now.
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I found this post pretty amusing. Thanks for the laugh! Hope you guys got it all figured out.
– CC
Cool. Hopefully not too much french fries grease on your visas!
Funny… that’s similar to how I became a permanent resident of Nicaragua 15 years ago. My guys was called Felix, he worked at Migración, and he had served in the war (Sandinistas!) with a cousin of a friend of … of someone I worked with. We met up in a Fuente de Soda nearby :). Cut a 6 months procedure down to “next day service”.