My Mom and us kids drove from Panama City, Panama to Maytown, Illinois in a week and a half to catch a wedding once. We hooked up with another mom, with a son and a daughter, for a bit of security in numbers.
All three suffered from a bad case of Disneyland syndrome.
Other mom was joking around with border guards (I don't remember which little bitty dictatorship) and, in jest from her perspective, offered to sell her teenage daughter. Well, they didn't actualy shoot those machine guns when we blew out of there. But they had every right to, we ran a checkpoint during one of the constant little wars of the time. My mom can drive hard when she has to.