If you happen to be traveling I-95 North from Florence, SC, you may have noticed that every 3 feet or so there is a billboard prompting you to NOT MISS SOUTH OF THE BORDER.
The signs are either delightfully funny, or horrendously offensive and racist--I suppose it depends on your perogative. Pedro is the mascot of South of the Border and he is supposed to be Mexican, I suppose, as he wears a huge somberero, is often seen sleeping under a cactus, and speaks in an exaggerated Spanish accent. Oi vey.
South of the Border is located, well, South of the North/South Carolina border in Dillon, SC.
This is your classic American roadside attraction. Nothing good, nothing cheap, and nothing really to write home about. But a heck of a lot of people stop here for some reason or another. There's a gift shop full of the run-of-the-mill bric-a-brac you'll find in roadside gift shops, a restaurant that is overpriced and way too liberal with the grease, and a hotel that makes me get hives just thinking about their beds. Yech.
But, hey, if you're on I-95 heading north, take a breather and stop at South of the Border. At least you'll have interesting stories to tell your friends up north about "them crazy southerners" (you may choose to use more colourful terms. It's all up to you).