When I was little, crossing the North Carolina/South Carolina border was a magical thing. Billboards for South of the Border tempted you the entire way, showcasing the magic that awaited if you exited off of I 95. My parents, knowing just what awaited keeping driving. As an adult in charge of the car it seemed far past time to finally pull over. What awaited was a little strange, a little dated and kind of racist.
Pedro, the animated spokesperson for South of the Border was everywhere.