Hi all, Sorry for not updating the site before now, but when you head West from New Orleans into the desrt there are not too many places to get internet access. I am also having trouble uploading the photos, so you may have to wait until I get to Vegas (tomorrow) before you see any more pics. To be honest that may be a good thing as I am not sure if all of the photos should be put on the website!!! Well since my last update I have had a better time than I could possibly have imagined. After new Orleans we headed to Texas and the Alamo. this was where Davy Crockett was shot along with 200 other americans by the Mexicans. We then headed to Del Rio which is on the Mexican boarder. We crossed over to Mexico for the evening for dinner and cheap beer. Chris our tour guide got us into a night club that was closed for $10 a head and we could drink as much as we wanted. This club was really dodgy and looked like a scene from Dusk till dawn. We left there and went to another bar and continued on the tequila's and other stuff. Kavitt then stumbled into a local who took offence and called the law. We had to scarper quickly into taxis as apperantly the Mexican police will arrest forigeners and charge you with some made up rubbish. 14 of us in two five seater taxis! It was crazy. Coming back into the US we had to all go into passport control and we were held for about an hour. This was around 2:30 and we were all steaming. Nick was so bad that he had to go to the jacks to throw up. He was over-doing the old vomitting so now has a red eye from all of the burst blood vessels. He is ok and drinking again! I am going to miss parts out now as I am in a rush, but last Sunday we went to Slim and Cody's. This place was basically a ranch in the middle of no where - well a place called Mexican hat to be specific. When we got close to the place we met Slim driving towards us in his jeep, can of beer in hand and the dogs in the back! He was great craic. We had a choice of staying in 1 big wigwam or else in a hogan (which is an old indian hut made of clay). As it turned out we were all so drunk by the end of the night that no one gave a dam where they slept. Kavitt and Martin slept on a trampoline under the stars! We went off horse riding around the most beautiful scenery and at the end I got a chance to take my horse for a gallop. The f*cker nearly through me off, but I some how managed to stay on and save myself that embrassment. We then got back and had a pit BBQ, which was a 35lb piece of meet cooked in a hole in the ground. It was delicous. We then were taught line dancing by Slim's grandson who was 12 and then sat around the camp fire playing drinking games! Oh I forgot about the lassouing - we tried that, but with lots of alochol in me I wasn't doing too good. Back to the camp fire and after a few rounds of the JD bottle we decided to try the bucking bronco which was an oil can tied to 3 posts. Chris was first up and got flung off fairly quick, so up I stepped to show them how to do it. A second later and I was on the floor eating dirt - thanks to Kavit. I got on for a second go and lasted all of three seconds, but that's nothing new!! Kelly then had a go and I am far from saying she is heavy, but the ropes snapped and she was eating dirt also. I could go into details about who threw up and this that and the other, but that would be a bit embrassing for Amy, so we'll say nothing. I really have to go, but I have another 6 days of storeis to tell you yet and each one is better than the last. The last one involves me vomitting whilst playing f*ck the dealer, but we might not say much about that either. We're in Zion at the mo and heading for Las vegas tomorrow. Wish me luck! If things go bad I could be home next week, so you have been warned. We hopefully have talked Rasmus and Steina into getting married in Vegas and I am hoping to be the best man, but we will have to see what happens. Who knows I might get hitched myself! Viva Las Vegas Mick