I went by myself. Not only did I not find what I was looking for, I found three men over two days I was not looking for. I limped across the border on bloody feet; I never said a word. It was my fault. A single woman in a port town looking for pain meds is a slowly moving duck decoy. There are worse things than losing your meds at the border; they are fearing for your life and doing anything to stay alive.
Do not take chances. This is the last time I will say this.