Anyone driving up or down the east coast of the US on I-95 knows this place.
South of the Border is a classic high camp roadside attraction that started in 1950 -- a good twenty years before I-95 really got going as the highway Voted Most Likely to Host a Serial Killer.
I'm usually okay with traveling solo, but this is not a destination I recommend for visiting without company. "High camp" feels pretty freaky-strange after a few hundred miles of divided highway driving.
All these outsized concrete animals tracking you with hungry concrete eyes.
It's like the song by the Doors, "People are strange/When you're a stranger."
But I think you'd be perfectly fine with company. Especially if they will watch your back while you're looking through the view-finder.
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