Que Paso, amigo

If you could find a map and look at Vera Cruz Mexico and then visualize a road that goes across Mexico to just north of Guatemala , you will be with us on our Odyssey . El Cid and El Nino, as we picked our way. My wife sometimes suggests that I have a Risk Gene in my DNA.
As I remember it it was a dark and stormy night and the wind and rain really kicked up as we went our way. Sometime in the night we spotted a Convenience Store/gas station and pulled in for a cuppa coffee and a rest. Conversation was very limited. but I think we filled up with gas and checked our map. I was doing the driving and we got back in and headed for the border.

The sun finally started to come up behind us and we traveled down a nice highway. It was probably an extension of the Pan American Highway. Both Mike and I remember coming up on a bunch of vultures feasting on the carcass of a large animal. It could have been a cow or a horse.
They didn't look like they had finished but we needed to go on through or around them. I was glad we weren't in a convertible, so we rolled up the windows and I laid on the horn. Someplace we have a picture of the event. The birds were reluctant to give up their place at the table but eventually we got through and proceeded to the customs check point. We didn't high five each other (because that does come into our competitive culture for another twenty five years).

As we approached the Custom Barracks I got out my papers attesting the the fact that I was hired by Odeca the Organization of Central American states. I didn't know whether they would be impressed or not.