Away in fog at 7:30 a.m.until 10:30. The daily village life fills you with wonderment. This morning, we passed a man with a pig on a leash - a first. The blue morning glories are back and lots of fruit stands with 2 biter bananas.
This woman is washing clothes in cold water at her backyard, built in, scrub board sink. These are concrete, about 2' x 4', scrub board on the top, sloping down 5", to the well at the bottom and standard in every yard. You can see the one in front with the hose hanging over it. Notice the clothes are pushed through the twine rope - no clothespins ever seen. All the structures are held up by tree branches. All of the washing and most of the cooking is done outdoors. The living too, for that matter.
The roads are incredibly rough, so very slow going. Industry along the river going through Tampico was shipyards, fab shops and oil rigs getting serviced.
Long day today with 20 villages, 100 topes and 5 toll booths.
We dry camped behind the Hotel and cleaned out our fridges to cross the border so had a great potluck dinner. My chicken with stuffing dish was a hit.
We're in bed by 9 because we're up by 5:30 and the tail gunner is thumping your tires at 7 a.m. We've had 12 flats on the trip and totally lost 2 out of 20 rigs. Heidi and John had a fuel pump? problem on day 12 and couldn't get it diagnosed, flown in and fixed in time to ever catch up with us and Loyola and Beulah are still stuck in Puebla, trying to get their truck working to pull their 5th wheel. Very disappointing because all of us had everything checked before we left and these are 2 and 4 years old vehicles, not derelicts.
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