Amongst it all, I saw Mexicans working, working, working the land--the grapevines in Sonoma, the lawns of the Bay Area, the artichoke and strawberry farms in Castroville and Watsonville. One gardener I met was from Jalisco and has been away from his family for six years. Obviously a choice he made and possibly an illegal one but still a courageous decision to leave his family in hopes of a brighter future for his children.
In Texas, it's the same, and I've seen it for years, but what's now different is me. It's been about eight months in Mexico, and each time I go home to the States, I feel myself siding more and more with the plight Mexicans face. Why stay in your own country when a better life is not too far off? You can't blame the human spirit for wanting better (and you can't build a wall high enough or a fence long enough to keep it tamed). So while the debate on immigration continues, I think what Americans can start doing more of is being appreciative for what Mexicans do for the US economy. Balance out what the media shows about a nation of drug thugs and illegals with what really happens on a day-to-day basis in your restaurants, front lawns, construction sites, and on farms across the US. And if you can, take a trip down here to see for yourself.
The landscape of Northern California is so beautiful that I am impelled to share a few photos with you.
Muir Woods' Coastal Redwoods, the tallest living things in the ENTIRE WORLD!!
Biked this 'lil bridge
Where the land meets the sea in Big Sur
Migrant workers in Watsonville picking strawberries