Our vagabond life: South of the border

I have to admit, I’m a little embarrassed that we even stopped here. And it was a Sunday, so they weren’t serving any alcohol! Freaking South Carolina…..

Anyway. When you drive up and down Interstate 95, you see signs for Pedro’s South of the Border for 100+ miles before your arrive. But when you drive up and down 95, you will use any excuse for distraction. Except for maybe Pedro’s South of the Border signs. They literally tell you how much longer until you reach Dillon, SC. Which no one is actually going to, let alone even knows it exists.

But as you drive up and down 95, you find yourself getting so excited about Pedro’s that you can barely stand it. You just need to know what’s there! Shopping! Food! Alcohol! (Well, not on Sundays. Dumb SC.)

And after 2 or 3 times driving by the signs for what seems like fooooorrrrrreeeeeevvvvvveeeerrrrrrrr we finally stopped.


Pedro’s South of the Border

And it was clearly not the busy season….


Pedro’s tumbleweed

So if you are in to animals that are not their natural colors, then this is the place for you. You can ride a pink gorilla. (As promised in The Beginning)


My friend

But you have to make him feel special first….


He doesn’t let just anyone ride him. He does have standards.

They also have one hell of a hat shop.


Big head in a little hat (sung as Chris Farley)


Great place to go for a Cinco de Mayo costume…

So the taco was just OK and the beer was, well, on lock and key. The souvenirs were cheesy, but really, isn’t that what souvenirs are for? But who cares; go for the animals.

Where else can you go head to head with a giant gorilla?


The Husband V the Gorilla

Or maybe just proclaim your victory against a fellow opposable thumb mammal.


I’m not sure who is the victorious one….

Or maybe you just want to hear it from the hippo’s mouth.


Learn anything new Husband?

Or maybe you just want to ride a turtle…


You know I love turtles.

But, if you are anything like me, you just want to saddle up a purple zebra and ride away in to the sunset.

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Giddy up zebra!

I never actually ended up getting on the darn thing. Silly Pedro.

So as you are driving down, or up, Interstate 95, just stop at Pedro’s. You will be glad for the break, and it will give you something to laugh at for at least another 20 miles.

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