Crossing the Border

I remember staring out the window and just taking in the view because I thought it might be the last time I would ever see these things. I had no idea where I was going but I knew I wouldn't be coming back. I remember passing through king city and then San Luis Obispo and then Los Angeles and then San Diego. All of a sudden as I was looking out the window I started seeing what looked to be like the Mexican projects there were hundreds of Mexican flags. I finally decided to ask the transporters if we had crossed into Mexico. They confirmed that we were indeed in Baja California. We drove for about an hour or so through Tijuana and then Rosarito. Soon we approached a massive red gate with walls all around it. As we enter through the gate I saw a group of people coming towards the car. They pulled me out of the car and took me to a little room they called the 'mamas' house'. I was asked to strip down naked and turn around. All of my things were put into a box and taken away.