_I was somewhere in the U.S. just past the border with Mexico driving and minding my own business. Soon I committed two crimes, don't know what they were. I was now an outlaw. Later I caused two fires of considerable magnitude. I abandoned my car and walked until I reached the border. The border consisted of a thin (I think painted) line dividing the two countries. No checkpoints, no wall or fence, not even the river; just a line in the dirt. A jogger passed by and I walked along the border on the U.S. side. At some point I distanced myself from the border. I walked back to where I originally came from and turned myself in to the cops. I was taken to what must have been the jail and into a small cell which was not particularly interesting. Eric Del