Post Officio, Senor

After finishing the Newsletter last month, we thought it would be kind of cute if we mailed Jen and Jess's from Puerto Peñasco, Sonora, Mexico.  So after having mailed everyone else's out, we carried the two of them, with us, South of the Border.  When we got to our campground I went to the office to buy a couple of stamps.  The office did not sell Mexican stamps, and they also send their mail to Lukeville, AZ instead of through the Mexican mails. STRIKE ONE! 

So we started the search for the Post Office.  On the first day it took us the better part of one morning to: find someone who spoke enough English to understand us, someone who knew where the Post Office was, and then to finally locate it from the crummy directions.  After closing in on it, we finally talked to a person who drew us a map.  It was around the back of the building we were presently in.  We immediately went around to the building in back, across a huge puddle about the size of Lake Erie, only to find the Post Office closed, according to the Mexican standing outside.........I think.  STRIKE TWO! 

The next day was Good Friday.  We thought that if we got there in the morning, it would surely be open.  We waited in line for 15 minutes only to find out we were in the telegraph line.  When the lady came to the window she informed us that the Post Office was closed.  It would not be open until Monday.  STRIKE THREE! 

We went immediately back to the campground, bought the two 33 cent US stamps, and threw the newsletters in the outgoing box.

"We're Fine, Thanks!"

BySharon

We really are better parents than that, honest.  We call more often than reported, I have the phone bills to prove it.  Maybe not often enough, because when I call and talk to Nicole she wants to come visit us, and I have to tell her no.  And it just makes me cry.  We're sorry about the vehicle Titles, we really didn't know.  We didn't have a problem getting in or out of Mexico, after all.  And as for the Cowboy Jacket incident..........We really didn't think Tom would wear it without the boots.  Bill didn't have his new pair sent there.  But we intend to try harder next year.

  (Yeah! What she said!!! - Bill)

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"SHOVELING" WAS SPELLED WITH 2 LS ON THE FRONT PAGE FOR 2 YEARS AND NOBODY CAUGHT IT.  TOO LATE NOW!!

Another issue of a Newsletter

called GOIN' SOUTH by

Bill and Sharon Rocheleau

710 E. Smith Street

Iron Mountain, Michigan

49801

TO:Our Family and Friends

Anywhere, USA

Yooper Pasty Day

Before we arrived at Marana this year, we spoke to Ivan the Terrible while we were in the park to visit Bob and Jayce.  Bob and Jayce were gone, but Ivan informed us that there was going to be a Pasty Day when the Yooper women arrived........Jayce said so. 

So after arrival, the plans were bandied about, trying to find the right day.  With that done, the official sign-up sheet was hung, and the wait began.  People were signing right up until the pasties went in the ovens.  I say "ovens" because they had to use 6 different ovens, because none of them had the room to bake them all.  In fact they were baked, 4 at a time, in 9 different batches.

At 4 o'clock we sat down to eat. Everyone seemed to enjoy the Pasties, along with Cole Slaw and dessert for $1.25.  The desserts were donated so the dinner was a big success.  After expenses, the girls had made $67 for the Social Committee, from a total of 80 pasties that had been ordered.

The only problem encountered was the filling that was leftover.  They made an additional 9 pasties and didn't add extra meat.  The old saying, "No meat in the pasties" took on new meaning.  But at least "Rocheleau's Pasties" have now made it to Tucson, AZ

Homeward Bound

Since we left Mexico with Bob and Jayce to meet up with Walt and Kathy, we have run into the crappiest weather of the winter.  We've had cold weather since we started.  There was the snow in Arizona.  The high winds through New Mexico, Texas and Oklahoma.  And the gullywasher downpour in Oklahoma, which looked like it would spawn a tornado.  In Missouri we ran into high winds which were almost undrivable.  Bob and Jayce left us at Las Cruces, NM going toward San Antonio, TX.  We were on a straight route to Branson, MO.  Stops along the way included the Route 66 Museum and the Cherokee Trading Post in Clinton, OK, and the Precious Moments Chapel in Carthage, MO. Eating highlights were Dyer's Bar-B-Que (of course) and the China Star Restaurant in Amarillo, TX (The best Chinese we've ever eaten) We're in Branson now and we'll be here for 6 days before we start the final meander toward the Mountaineer Homestead. We're scheduled to see Shoji Tabuchi on Tuesday, and we'll sightsee for a couple of days to top it off.  Another good winter all in all.

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