This was our site in Catavina. Pictures don't do it justice. The rock formations were fantastic. We had a campfire in the evening and there was a tree with large branches going straight sideways. Ron walked into it not once but twice.
I did another coffee breakfast in Colonia Vincente Guerrero. Here's Ron getting his morning coffee in his housecoat.
At Estero Beach we all went to the restaurant for our last meal together. All the men wore Hawaiian shirts in memory of Randy, who liked to wear them.
Interesting urinals, all different heights.
This is the huge home of the owner of the RV site, facing the ocean. This picture was taken from our RV.
Here's a Bimbo. We saw Bimbo delivery trucks all through our trip.
This is the final hill to the border. Tijuana on the right and the US on the left. The zig zag wall is the border fence put up by the US to keep people out.
Where we were entering the line to the US, it was backed way passed there. We budged into line by the police and jammed the whole intersection. The police wanted us to go to the back of the line but the first RV was too big and pulling a towed vehicle. He explained he could not turn around, so the beleaguered police asked if they had three waters. They gave him two waters and a coke and he let all seven of us in the line. The other vehicles we not too happy but we were on our way.
This is in the final line. Vendors were set up in between the lanes selling everything imaginable, including prescription medicine. It took us two hours to get through, even with butting in line. We made it to Palm Springs for dinner.
This was our site in Catavina. Pictures don't do it justice. The rock formations were fantastic. We had a campfire in the evening and there was a tree with large branches going straight sideways. Ron walked into it not once but twice.
I did another coffee breakfast in Colonia Vincente Guerrero. Here's Ron getting his morning coffee in his housecoat.
At Estero Beach we all went to the restaurant for our last meal together. All the men wore Hawaiian shirts in memory of Randy, who liked to wear them.
Interesting urinals, all different heights.
This is the huge home of the owner of the RV site, facing the ocean. This picture was taken from our RV.
Here's a Bimbo. We saw Bimbo delivery trucks all through our trip.
This is the final hill to the border. Tijuana on the right and the US on the left. The zig zag wall is the border fence put up by the US to keep people out.
Where we were entering the line to the US, it was backed way passed there. We budged into line by the police and jammed the whole intersection. The police wanted us to go to the back of the line but the first RV was too big and pulling a towed vehicle. He explained he could not turn around, so the beleaguered police asked if they had three waters. They gave him two waters and a coke and he let all seven of us in the line. The other vehicles we not too happy but we were on our way.
This is in the final line. Vendors were set up in between the lanes selling everything imaginable, including prescription medicine. It took us two hours to get through, even with butting in line. We made it to Palm Springs for dinner.
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