We joined the exodus of cruising vessels leaving the Rio on a schedule that quite accidentally copied that of last year's departure and we both felt that we were leaving a different Rio than the one we left a year ago. We took on fuel and provisions and headed back to Texan Bay to wait for the weather window. Thurs morning, one last check of the weather sites and we were off. We anchored briefly in Livingston for check out with Raul, our agent who had all our documents ready from information we had emailed him the day before. He has a kid working for him now who bikes up the hill to get the passports stamped, streamlining the process even further. A quick brunch, well ok not quick but a delicious one at a Garifuna restaurant. Pancakes for John and tai curry vegetables for me. By 11:30 a.m. We had crossed the bar and were out into the Gulf of Honduras. Hola Mother Ocean!