American Dream

My dad usually goes to Mexico City once per month for business purposes. He leaves at morning and came back at night. He usually has only a portfolio with him, so he always leaves the airport quickly.

As him, are hundreds of people who go to my city (Hermosillo, Mexico), every night without any heavy suitcase. So they also leave the airport very quickly. The difference between them and my dad is that my dad leaves in Hermosillo and at that time he is tired, while the hundreds of people are looking for the American dream.

I live in a small city, but the city’s airport makes lots of money. People don’t get it, how is possible that five or six airplanes arrive from Mexico City at night and almost at the same time. Maybe between the first and the last airplane is like one hour.

More than 80% in those airplanes are people who are going to risk their life in the following hours. Is amazing how this works. Right after they arrived to the airport, there are lots of vans waiting for them; each van has a special route and destiny.

Three or four hours more, the van put them near to the border with the US, like 30 km or 18 miles far away. After that, they are on the middle of the night, on the middle of the desert, only with a light bag and maybe with one or two litters of water. They don’t know the environment, most of them grew in Central Mexico, South Mexico, or even Central America, so they are not used to high temperatures, or basically, they don’t know where they are, all what they see is desert, desert and more desert.

After that, most of the people don’t know what really happen. Maybe some of them reach the US and start to build their American Dream. Maybe other group, the Patrol police arrested them, and put them back to Mexico or maybe and the worst possibility of all, is that they die, mostly for two reasons, overheated or some sort of fight