We reluctantly left San Miguel de Allende (and our clay tennis court lifestyle) at the beginning of May, travelling in convoy with Jen, Gav and Ruby the Land Rover to the US-Mexico border. Our last night in Mexico was spent at a campground in Potrero Chico, popular with climbers from all over the world who come to scale its enormous cliffs. Jen and Gav very kindly threw me an early 40th birthday party, complete with cake, candles and a 'tuneful' rendition of happy birthday, and I spent the rest of the night explaining to all the campground well-wishers that the actual day was still 3 weeks away! I wanted to cling on to every last day of being in my 30s, after all! Crossing the border was uneventful, and we didn't even see the office where
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