The migrant camp is now a full fledge refugee camp. Except there is no United Nations here. No state sponsored anything. Just a sea of camping tents and thousands of people. I followed my border contacts online as the camp went from two hundred to five hundred to a thousand to over two thousand with hundreds more arriving daily. Border Patrol drops everyone off here who has crossed this region of the border seeking asylum.
The mood here is desperation.
I interviewed a refugee from Cameroon who fled his country in order to save his life. He has been traveling for two months trying to reach the United States. The following is the unedited interview. For his own security, I did not show his face.
What can I say? It's definitely a locals' hangout and a bonafide dive bar. The beer is cold and comes in bottles. It's the kind of place you probably won't get stabbed as long as you're not a jerk, but you might get tossed out the door by the patrons if you're rude to the bartender.