Day 225 - 13th January, Villa Jesus-Maria - Guerrero Negro, 38.08 miles

We woke up with sound of waives and  the sun trying to get through layers of fog laying on the ground. Everything was wet from dew (so not only the beetles here are similar to Namibian desert), but when the sun got a little bit higher on the sky, it dried it all in a moment. Tai chi exercise in the sand is quite difficult, also to get our bikes back on the road. Today we pedalled on the road as straight as if it was made by ruler, only sand desert around us with bushes and some small kind of palm trees. The ocean was on our right side and the mountains, which were smaller and smaller after each kilometre, on our left. Very soon we got to Vila Jesus Maria, we got some water here (for free) in one restaurant. As we were looking for some grocery store, huge caravan of RV tourist arrived, they had even leading vehicle, it felt, I don't know, wrong. We also met one group of motorbikers, what a surprised, they all were seniors, probably enjoying their retirement. One of them talked us and he said that this road is very boring. I hope that he was talking only about this last straight part, because the desert in the mountains was one of the best things what we ride through. In front of grocery store we met another biker heading to San Jose del Cabo, his name was Matthew. He told us that when he was here first time there were barely some RV our bike tourist. As we were talking, another convoy of RV people passed around. The rest of the road to Guerrero Negro was same straight as in the morning. We were talking about Sirmallion and shortly before sun set we passed 28 parallel. In front of La Espinita restaurant, before the border (we are going to new state, Baja California Sur, so Mexico is pretty much as USA, only difference is that they have border patrol here on the border, but they are working only during the day, in the evening you can pass without control), we contract Juan from El Sauzal and asked him about his friend here in Guerrero Negro. While we were waiting for the answer, the owner of this small restaurant (Francesco) told us about the border and let us use their wifi. He was really friendly and offer us also room (for 55 $, which is less than 5$ - same sign for pesos as for dolars), if we don't find anybody in Guerrero Negro. The canadian, nomadic, biker family :-) wrote us email that they are already here (when they got in front of us?). After a while Juan sent us contact to his friend here and we arranged meeting in front of city market. Nearly in the city (from the border it was about 5 km) Baška got flat tire. Some cactus finally got us. It wasn't very fun to change it in the night on the busy street, but at last we did it and then got lost a little, which was good because then we met that Canadian family. While we were talking with them, Juan's friends Marisol and Carmen finally found us and took us to their home. We had nice dinner there and had a shower, after week in the desert it was amazing :-)