The roads wind and wind as the bus curves to one side and then another
They say that only 30 years ago buses could not travel to this small town
That there was no highway
Just a dirt road well travelled only by fruit sellers on their way to selling their wares in far off towns
The dirt pathes slowly began to be paved and then worn down by the tires of buses and old camionetas driving up through the sierra and then the desert and then the border towns to the linea the frontera the border
and worn by the tires of the mostly new fords and chevys with new rims and a silver steering wheel passing the old camionetas and buses on its way back to su tierra or the town
Each day the buses leave the town and the new fords enter the town passing eachother on only one road. The linea travels down along the highway into the towns hours away from the border.