In our last episode the boys and I had just completed a two week trip to Baja. That was in January of last year. I knew I was going to do it again and I also knew two weeks wasn't long enough. This year it's three weeks and the destination is the Bahias de Huatulco on mainland Mexico's southern coast. Days 1 & 2: We loaded our bikes and hauled from Indiana to Dallas, TX pulling into a dumpy motel on south side about 11PM. There, I gave an unfortunate couple gas money. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the guy pouring gas into his car 15 minutes later. Then, this dumb pimp was running through the lot hollering. He had misplaced his ho. "No dude, Angel's not in here", my buddy Brent hollered back when the guy knocked on our door. Brent, the jefe, my cousin Tom and I got up on day 2 and pulled the bikes south to San Antonio International Airport where we were going to leave the rig in the long term parking lot. The attendants let us unload right at the entrance under the awning since it was cold and raining. Well, motorcycle dealer Tom's DL650 won't start. Dead battery. He want's me to give him a jump with these tiny little cables he has. (tiny wires is more like it) I comply. It don't work. What the f#*k, this is a long term parking lot. The attendant happily calls for the service vehicle. Why didn't I think of this sooner. After longer than we thought it would take we're ready to roll. Destination: Laredo. Brent, Tom and Digger (me) We headed out into mid afternoon SA traffic in the rain. This is a good one: I'm gonna pull my 800XC's Givi adjustable windscreen up. I do this all the time while rolling. Whoops! It's wet and I pull it all the way out. Never happened like that before. I think back to the instructions that came with it. It stops raining after only about 50 miles and stays dry the rest of the stretch to Laredo. Cold and windy though. In Laredo we stay at La Hacienda motel. It has an enclosed courtyard parking lot. We dine on steak at the Texas Roadhouse a few blocks north of the motel. We get pesos at the casa de cambio across the street. Generally always good rates at these places. Tomorrow we will cross the border.