Nelda and I moved to a new marina yesterday near the center of town. One day at the fueldock, while entertaining, was enough. It is the first time that i have ever been able to ask the fuel attendent to fuel the boat and he just streached out the hose and put the filer in the cap, we were that close. Nelda had a grand adventure yesterday as she and a friend ventured out to Costco. She says it is exactly the same as in the states except NO ONE spoke english. We have been spoiled around the harbor as almost everyone knows enough english to help us find what we need or are looking for. Nelda was a little worried when the Costco bill came to 31,380 pesos. Yikes, lets see, 13 pesos to the dollar makes that about 218 bucks. Whew We were the last boat in the Baja fleet ot get a slip and we were thankful. It is very convienent. Cabo has two primary sources of income. The sport fishing industy and curise liners. This makes for an interesting contrast in the products and services offered here. On one hand there are the narrow streets lined with small shops selling they tyipical tourest items to the curise ship community, on the other end of the specturm are the luxu.ry stores like Rolex, Cartier, and Monte Blac. These stores cater to the well healed sport fishing men or more accurately their wives. "So I let you go to Cabo and spend 5 grand a week on a big a-- boat whith your friends and all you brought me was a lousy T-shirt?" "How about a new Rolex to go this that T-shirt, dear!" The last economic level is the local folkes selling on the street. There are hundreds of women and children selling items for a dollar that they have made. We had he Baja award party last night and I am proud to anounce that Diamond Girl came in third out of 165 boats in the unoffical race from SanDiego to Cabo! Pretty impressive if I do say so myself. Well to be truthful, we tied for third with 140 other boats. No one finshed fouth. Hummm. It is hard to discribe this event. There were about 400 boat owners and crew, all thankful to have cheeted death, gathered in a parking lot behnd the marina. All of the 165 boats that started were asigned a division when we started and the awards were hadded out by division. Crowd control was very difficut as it was nearly impossible to keep the audience focused on the Grand Pubau that was doing the anouncments. So in true Baja Ha Ha style the way he kept everones attention was by haveing 10 very large coolers filled with ice cold beer at the front of the stage. If people weren't qiuet and paying attention to he wouldn't let anyone have any beer. As he said, "This is like prision, behave and you get beer." Maybe something he learned in his yourger years? This approach really works with sailors. They had what they called the beer briggade, that was the first three rows of people closest to the coolers. Their job was, on a signel for the Grand Pubau, to rush the coolers and distribute beer to everyone else in the audience. These Ha Ha guys really have human nature figued out! Today is the first day in 8 weeks we really have nothing planned and no where we have to be at a certain time. It is kind of wierd. Nelda has some laundry to do and we may do a little shopping but that is about it. Tomorrow we are thinking about heading North about 30 miles to a Bahia (Bay) los Frailes, it is a beautiful bay with a white sand beach that is protected form North winds that are forcast to come up Monday afternoon and blow 20 to 25 knots until Thursday. We have had enough of marina life and are looking forward to getting out and anchoring out on the hook.