Toward Guatamala

So, to recap the day's activities: I  fetched the Little Red Truck from the hotel garage and promptly turned right up a one way street in front of two of Oaxaca's finest police officers...after the awkward correction, they let me proceed,shaking their heads in disgust...but in Mexico, I'm small potatoes. Then, after coffee and fruita on the Plaza Centro in Oaxaca, Jim one upped me with a wrong turn up a one way collector road, with a stream of angry Mexican motorists barrelling toward us.  A quick 4X4 leap frog move crossing two lanes of traffic and over the median, we solved another small life-threatening problem.  On to an entertaining day of delightful winding mountain driving for Jim, and a torturous nausea induced delirium for the passenger (me).  After hitting a hidden speed bump (topes) at 40mph, we pryed skulls off the top of our cab and called off the game because of impending darkness in a city we cannot pronounce...tomorrow looms Guatemala, with all it's uncertainty.