Villa Corona del Mar
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... this coffee. I want coffee without sludge. But I love this coffee for the slow ritual and intentional rhythm of life that is necessary to make it. When I have to work again, have deadlines, and responsibilities, there will be no time for this.
So as the Mexico 200 Highway stops and we start on the Mexico 15 tomorrow it will be bitter sweet. It marks the last leg of the trip, but also a little bit closer to the sludge free coffee.
... perhaps it was the sweating…..maybe it was because I was in the middle of a residential neighbourhood, not near much. We started talking – she was really nice, hadn’t ever walked to Walmart herself, so wasn’t sure about all of that, but she did invite me to see her place up the street. WOW! Many many homes in Mexico are behind tall, solid walls so you cannot see them – you see gates and can ...
... on calling out latitude and longitude as Dois steered east or west to keep on track. The wave formed just outside the breakwater and rolled from left to right toward us. It was about head high and formed a beautiful tube and right shoulder – and if I’d been on a surfboard, it would have looked great, but on Ashika it looked like we were gonna die.
My heart was in my mouth as I realized we were now rising on this very same wave. I saw ...
... didn't see a lot of weird stuff. Especially in comparison to the usually subdued atmosphere here in La Penita. Rincon de Guayabitos, as usual, was quite a bit rowdier, but that was nothing new for them in their role as the wisecracking, somewhat unscrupulous, neighbor in this little Mexican sitcom.
It started with a gradual traffic buildup, both vehicle and foot, followed by a huge increase in signs advertising rooms for rent, ...
... grunt "Hnnhh? Hnnhh? HNNHH?" Just as my hand starts to cover my eyes in mortification I hear a voice light up (in this case, Marta's) "Ah, si! Si!" before she walks away, clearly in full comprehension of situation. I look at old Laynni in disbelief and she just shrugs, "She's going to clean our room on Thursday. Oh yeah, she's going to get us some extra garbage bags, too." Boy, I felt like a real phony. Strangely enough, though, while they seem to have ...