Over the last couple of years the Vanstones have  fallen in love with Mazatlan and after our day today we think the feelings are mutual, Mazatlan loves the Vanstones too.

Like every other Saturday in 2011,  we began our day walking up to the top of El Faro. Part way up we passed this religious group who (sometimes my Spanish isn’t too good) I’m sure were praying for our safe travels back to Ontario. I sincerely thanked them for their thoughts as we, for the last time this trip, continued to the summit.

After a great breakfast in our favorite part of town, we headed back to the Isla where we were greeted by this group called Banda Verde. They were on the beach on the Isla to say Adios and while they were there they were filming a commercial.

On to the motorhome to finish packing (it takes days to pack up after you’ve been sitting for 3 months), and before we knew it, here it is Happy Hour.

There are us and 4 other rigs leaving tomorrow morning, so there had to be 40 people there to wish us adios and safe travels (are we seeing a pattern here?).

You’re going to have to trust me on this one because I could not catch them in a photo, but while we were enjoying this amazing happy hour a large pod of Dolphins swam by and did a few special jumps for us.

As the sun dropped into the Pacific even El Faro winked us a fond hasta luego. (See the lighthouse light on the top of the hill?).

And so, before moving north  tomorrow morning,  we spend our last night in Tres Amigo’s RV Park . It’s been an amazing winter, we have had a great time. Beginning about now, we will miss you all.

Adios Amigas y Amigos, Hasta Luego to you all.

My thanks for Banda Verde for taking us out of here.

What you see here is a perfect example of Mexican advertising. There was  a baseball game yesterday afternoon between the Isla team and The Tres Amigos Gonads (Go North American Drunken Seniors). It was kind of like a group of older teenagers playing their grandfathers. Or put another way, kids who still get baby bonus in the same game as guys who now get  their  Pension  check every month.

But before a big game like that you need preparation and organization, and that’s where us old guys shine. No one wanted to be the catcher, until Randy agreed to do it provided he had a cup. Bob said No problemo Senor and set about finding the proper sized Coconut. Then he got out his saw.

Later, sure that Randy would be happy with his “protector” Bob  proudly showed off his craftmanship.

At three oclock promptly both teams agreed on the rules (maximum 5 points by either team in one inning was the most notable rule)  and the game began.

Right from the opening pitch the Gonads had the biggest and loudest cheering section. While doing the wave our girls kept screaming  ”Please don’t hurt our men”

I’m proud to say the Gonads also scored the first point. I’m sad to say that at the end of one inning it was 5 to 1 for the Mexicans. After two it was about 10-3. After that they quit counting. Good thing, cuz it wasn’t pretty. But it was a lot of fun! The locals finally put out their little kids and our guys figured out pretty quickly that that meant it was Pacifico Time.

I need to mention that the locals have invited the Gonads back for a grudge match next week. Our guys are to play an Isla  team at 3:30 Monday. They’d start earlier but the kids don’t get out of Elementary school til then.

Here’s some more photos taken at the game from an album called  Gonads Baseball.