We made it to Guadalajara by the skins of our teeth

The drive from Zacatecas to just before we came into Guadalajara was just beautiful. It was a lot of hills, ups and downs, lots of curves, cute and clean little towns we drove thru, we even saw a beautiful water fall. Then we drove into Guadalajara, graffiti, trashy, dirty, that’s what you get when you come to a big city. On the drive here we were in a new pod and Dave and I were the leaders, it was because of the parking situation when we had to leave the tight quarters of Zacatecas. We could have stopped 72 miles up the road and reassembled but most people just decided to stick with what we left with. It was a good thing too because if Lee and Vicki would have been in our pod, Vicki would have gone crazy with all the talking going on. All our driving days the guys like to talk back and forth about different things and she said the guys are worst then the girls with all of their chattering. The pod we were just in yesterday it was none stop talking, we have Art and Mary and they are volunteer Archeological diggers, so they were very knowledgeable about all the mountains and rock formations, so we were getting lessons on the drive, it was very nice. Back to Guadalajara, we made it to the Pemex 8 miles from camp to stop for gas and when we left the directions were not making any sense, but somehow we made it here. We had left at 8:30am and arrived at 4 pm. This RV park is about a mile in and on cobble roads with the biggest damn holes , at one point we thought we were going to tip over the hole was so deep. There were tree branches sticking out and they got the whole side of our coach, the turn was so bad Dave just couldn’t miss it. The next group showed up at 5 and some of them were missing out of their pod because they took wrong turns. When Charlie went around the corner, that Dave hit the tree branches; he hit the light post and damaged the side of his rig. Needless to say all but one of the caravaners made it by 6pm, and they were all pissed off about the directions or damage to the rigs. The Tail Gunner had to unhitch his car and go out looking for our one missing 5th wheel. He found them about 7pm; we all sat outside and had appetizers, drank, and bitched our heads off.
Today is suppose to be in the 80’s and it’s a really pretty campsite it’s just the roads suck. The work crew, Wagon Master and Tail Gunners, made pancakes and sausages for everyone this morning. Jessie our guide while we are here has arranged for guys to come in and wash/wax our rigs, it we want them done $70.00 bucks, American money, can’t beat that, so our rig is getting done 1st, and they are going to try and buff out the tree limb scratches. The RV Park has agreed to split the cost of the repair on Charlie’s rig, they are bringing someone in today I think. Jessie is bringing in fruits, vegetables, people to cut our hair, and people to do manicures and pedicures if anyone is interested. He is also, if you need it, will go and get the peso you need exchanged, amazing guy. He has been contracted with Adventure Caravans for over 10 years now, so I think he is pretty safe. This afternoon a big group of us are going to walk to Wal-Mart, you know by now we are having withdrawals after all it has been way before even getting to Presidio since any of us has seen a Wal-Mart. Anyway, we are walking to Wal-Mart, about a mile away, and if we buy too much we will take taxis back. Sounds like a very exciting free day in Guadalajara.