
Well, I'm hitching the wagon tomorrow morning for my journey to the Yucatan. Remind me to carry cold Cokes for these boys who will stop me periodically to check to see if I'm carrying drugs. I am, of course, but not the ones they are looking for, I assume. It's pretty hot wearing those clothes and standing all day in 95ยบ heat. They appreciate cold Cokes. No problema. Cokes for them, no problemas for me.







