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Jan 05 2004
Some friends of friends towed the MH out of the sand where I got stuck Christmas
Eve, and itÕs
been mellow ever since. The surf is a two-minute walk from my
front door. This is not your daddyÕs Mexico. There are no
cops around the beach and no Federales patrolling with
submachine guns. Oh, one showed up the other day, but his
interest was more in the line of beach ass observation and
reporting.
This is a great town. Locals are open and friendly. A small
fishing village really with a gringo hotel on the north end
of a mile wide half moon bay. Camped a block from where the
road from the main highway ends at sand I feel content,
peaceful and thoroughly accepting of sometimes cloudy skies,
beautiful sunsets, seventy five degree water and low eighties
air temps.
Not bad for a kid from the cornfields of Western Georgia.
Wait! There are no cornfields in Western Georgia and IÕm from
New York! Different story, sorry.
This is a town where lots of Gringos have come to retire and
surf. If I could sell my house from here, I could stay!
A family of nine Argentineans is camped here also, along with
a bunch of kids from Mexico City and Guadalajara for the
weekend. Other then that, weÕve practically got the beach to
ourselves except for the mid afternoon influx of escorted
tourists from PV for an, (clear your throat here) "Excursion
Adventure."
IÕve been reading a first novel by "Bonger" Don Strachen.
ItÕs real good, mostly. About frogs, baseball, sex &
relationships and parallel universes. Something for most of
you reading this page! Published by Penthe Press. Your local
bookstore should be able to find it by now. Email me for
direct ordering info.
One of the daily highlights here is the sundown release of
several dozen baby turtles. Over 200,000 have so far been
released from this beach. One in two hundred will live to
return to lay eggs! For more information, here it is.
Exercising daily, swimming and body surfing, tossing branches
into the surf for MC The Real Dog, sunrises, sunsets. . .all
in all, a lot cheaper then KauaÕi, just about as beautiful
and a chance to learn some Spanish and eat fresh tortillas
wrapped around thick shrimp!
I feel very grateful to be here, must return in a couple of
weeks, but how and for how long?
For those of you with desire to know a little about the real
estate action here
email Dar at Los Arcos restaurant.
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