FUCKER Well we got to Mexico. Sad to have left San Francisco but feel refreshed and ready for some more adventure. This is my first and last experiment with internet TV. Take one crappy infrared keyboard and a network never designed to sit within the confines of the idiot box and you get a very fucking frustrating experience. You have to move the keyboard around the room like a fucking glass on a ouija board to find a place that actually allows you to type. Anyway.... Our Mexican friend, Gaby, and her boyfriend, Bel, met us at the airport. After reading about all the things that can go wrong in this city it was great to have someone on hand to get us aclimatised. Last night as we sat outside a small bar, chatting and drinking tequila we saw a lot of tourists who looked completely overwhemed and nervous. So we crashed early. I only got an hour's sleep the night before the flight so was ready for bed before midnight. Today we explore. Jess has gone swimming - leaving me to get to grips with the crappy technology. I'd better go before I smash the room up.. Mike is Blogging to: Mexican traffic