The German caravan is still here, we had heard they were leaving today but apparently not. They aren't the friendliest bunch although there are a few who will speak to us and return smiles of hello. It's so odd to meet people who come such great distances, spend almost all of their time with the people they came here with, rarely go anywhere except the occasional organized tour, and aren't even friendly to other travelers. Part of it is probably the usual European dislike for the US and its citizens, it seems that the longer they are here and the more they are mistaken for us the madder they get. They need to just get over it in my opinion. One thing you can say for most North Americans (US, Can & MX) is that we are friendly to most everyone, that tight-assed attitude is pretty much a european specialty. The only real exceptions are the french Canadians but you know where they get it.

I got a kick out of this german man traveling alone, he seemed such a stereotype. He would set up his table and utensils carefully, then sit and eat his meal quite methodically. I took a picture of him out our back window.

We spent today cleaning up the tope destruction in the rig and hanging out with Patti and Bobby. Patti and I took off in the afternoon and went into the centro to drop off our laundry and do a little cruising around. We shopped a little and people watched and enjoyed ourselves. We have some things we want to get while here, so we were checking out some of the markets to figure out prices and quality.

We used our barbeque to make dinner and spent hours playing Mexican Train dominoes. We really have a lot of fun with B & P.