Taboga: Eco Boutique Hotel
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A pousada é muito tranquila. O bar encerra tarde e tem a opção de fazer fogueira na praia. Além disso, é possível fazer aulas de kitesurf.
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... I opted not to risk that kind of exertion.
Given that there was nothing I had to do, could do, or wanted to do anywhere else in Tecolutla, what was wrong with doing that nothing here on the beach, watching the green waves roll in endlessly? Wasn’t the only problem that I thought I should be doing something else?
FInally, as dusk settled, we returned to camp. There was no sign of Estela, but why would there be? We’d been gone at least ...
... cucarachas on the floor. I’d say it was about two inches long and an inch wide. I wondered if it had flown in through the bathroom window.
Despite their bad reputation, cockroaches are not filthy. They show up where there is already filth because that is their food, but they keep themselves fastidiously clean. Even so, la cucaracha could not stay in my room, but how to get it out? My first thought was to capture it and drop it out the window, but I had no cups ...
... quickly down the street.
How many other people felt as he did? As I passed frowning faces on my way to the town square, I couldn’t help but imagine that they were in agreement with the angry, knife-wielding man, who, I verified once again, was not skulking along behind me. Despite the growing heat of the morning, I felt cold inside.
On the corner of a building on the square, just as I remembered it, was a sign for a ...
... I had one of those rare moments of clarity where I saw how what I believed impacted every aspect of my life. Every time I was nervous walking into a new situation it was because I believed the people there would reject me. Even in familiar settings, like my job and my relationship, I was constantly evaluating whether this was the moment I was going to get fired or broken up with. I was so sure that strangers didn’t want to ...
... I wondered if anyone heard him. “Dos!” Two fingers. “Tres!” and he brought his hand down in that universal gesture for GO!
Everyone put their turtles down in the sand and started cheering them on as they scrabbled their way toward the water, their flippers, so perfectly adapted for swimming, awkward on the sand. They only had to travel about ten feet, but it was a long distance to these tiny reptiles, who’d hatched ...