Friday 28 - Sunday 30 September

We drove straight to Guadalajara, arriving after midnight and dead tired from turtle watching the previous night. We found a cool bar near the centre and got some tips for good places to go on Saturday evening. We went to a nearby car park to see if we could sleep there but it was due to close at 3.30am. As luck would have it, the guy working there, Miguel, offered us the chance to park outside his house and use his facilites when necessary. The unusual gringos rapidly became famous in this part of Guadalajara and our sleepy exits from the tent each morning certainly raised a few eyebrows in the busy market at the end of the street.

This city was a relaxed place with plenty of colonial buildings and lots of nice girls. We went to a disco with some we wickedly pulled in a pool bar. No oil was changed but the opportunities are becoming more apparent.