We awoke to sunny skies and a full itinerary today. We were greeted by Phil the wagonmaster at 8 a.m. (I was still in bed.) He had our visa applications and gave us instructions for filling them out. After I had woken up a bit we got down to business and did our paperwork, our laundry, and our shopping. We even found time to take Grandma to a salon to gussy up and swung through Wal-Mart to pick me up some plastic sandals for the shower. (Grandma is quite concerned about me developing athlete's foot.)

We convened with our fellow travelers at 5 p.m. for a pizza party and our orientation for the trip. Phil, his wife Sue, and Dean and Cheryl our tailgunners (they leave no camper behind) got us up to speed on the peculiarities of Mexican road signs, the border crossing, how to manage our water supply and what to avoid in the food department. All of the couples, and they are all couples, introduced themselves. All but one are retired, most are veteran RVers of many years, and many are "full timers." Lots of Canadians. Grandma and I kept our introduction brief, but I did point out that I had been an RVer for just five days. That remark drew a little nervous laughter. I expect they think I'm going to be a real pain.

We depart tomorrow at 8 a.m. for our border crossing, and then drive about 185 miles before our first stop in Vicente Guererro. I have no idea from here how often I'll have Internet access, but I'll give you updates whenever I can.

Hasta luego, Guillermo.