We took to the road in 1991, IIRC, and drove our Chevy Van camper with portapotti, stove and minifrige, chuck full to the brim with clothes instruments and some tools, and our tow-headed beautiful daughter Barky. We crossed America from San Diego to Santa Fe, across Iowa, stopping in KOA's and cooking on a grill outside the van. We went up to Vermont, up to Portland, down tot he Florida Keys, back across Texas, and a dozen other waypoints, and finally crossed into Mexico in Bisby, Arizona. We rambled down Mexico 1 down the coast and then over to Gudalajara, set up house in a rented stone cottage out in a little town called Santa Maria de Tequipexpan, and lived there for a year making forays into various parts of Mexico. We finally came back across to Gringolandia at Laredo, and found our way back to San Diego and re-started our lives here.

That was 17 or so years back and we have never forgotten the pleasure of that expedition.

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