mexico post number uno

i've got a nice warm cup of decaf joe (in my mug that has a picture of ro-ro holding a sign that says 'i love donna')

the cats are all sufficiently hopped up on catnip (emily in the kitty condo tube, larry on the couch and horace in his back room looking at the birds and squirrels)

and i wrote all my letters and postcards for the day, so its time to blog, i guess. i feel like if i don't do it now, i am not going to do it, so here goes.

our vacation in sayulita, mexico was amazing. it was warm, sunny and divine pretty much everyday. and even those few days were it was a little overcast or whatever, it didn't matter b/c i was in the most beautiful house I have ever stayed in, surrounded by people i loved, eating fresh fish tacos and mangos and drinking huge margaritas. it was a magical time.

jes and i arrived in sayulita on the afternoon of wednesday, dec. 27th. it was clear and warm and sunny and i knew i was going to like it. we took a taxi to the house from the airport in puerto vallarta and when we arrived, we were met by bikini clad mary and shoshana. dusty had driven down to the baseball field to pick us up from the bus (how were said we were going to get to the house from the airport but then we changed our minds and went for the more expensive but much quicker taxi ride. its vacation, right?) we unpacked our swim-wear, changed into it and hung out by the infinity pool (after a quick tour of the house we were staying in (it is seriously like something off a video on MTV. the views alone were ridonkulous). shoshana blended up a batch of margaritas (divine- i began calling her tom cruise from "cocktail") and our vacay officially began. that night we went and got some dinner at a beach front restaurant. i stuck with cheese quesadillas and guacamole b/c i was so afraid of getting sick. i didn't, by the way. none of us did. thank the heavens for bottled water, grapefruit seed extract, and a little luck, i think.

that night, jes and i learned how to play apples to apples, this great card game. surprisingly, i won (not sure how). i think my favorite part about it was seeing mary's competitive side come out. i don't get to see it often, but when i do, it makes me smile. we turned in pretty early b/c i was exhausted and still a little bit on new york time (two hours later than sayulita).

our first day we first went to this beach that was near a flea market they wanted to check out. they had been in sayulita for almost a week when we got there, so they really knew where the good beaches were and they felt this flea market beach wasn't cutting it. what i found most memorable about it was the huge birds that looked like they would swoop down and eat your babies:



so we high tailed it out of there. mary and shoshana led the way:



we first tried to go to what the kids were calling the "family beach" but its parking lot was filled with huge buses (apparently it was a huge mexican holiday that day so everyone was off work and at the beach, who knew?) so we followed this other road and found the second secret family beach. it was really lovely and really clean and not too crowded. the waves were pretty serious as was the undertow pulling you back in, so that made me a bit nervous, but everyone was safe and no one got hurt. well, except i did get pummeled a little bit and this big rock hit me in the ass. for reals, in the ass, and i got this little bruise on my butt cheek.



here is a picture of dusty at the beach:



jes and shoshana played in the waves most of the time and mary and dusty went in and out of the ocean. i spent most of my time either watching them from the shore or reading my book. i got through "a million little pieces" by james frey and almost finished "in cold blood" by truman capote. i also read a million magazines- trashy and otherwise. here is a picture of mary lounging under the umbrella:



and here is one of jes and me when we went exploring a bit on the rocks. we saw all these people (local folks) picking up these little white things, like tiny tiny shrimps and putting them in buckets or bags. i am not sure if they were going to eat them or what. it remains a mystery to me.



i don't remember what we did that night, but i am sure it was relaxing and divine. here are some pics of the studio apartment of the house that we stayed in the first four nights. it was downstairs and somewhat removed from the main house where the others were staying. the studio only had one door, the front one and everything else was open (including the shower and the toliet (i got used to it). it was almost all windows too (with no coverings), so basically anyone could see us showering (in the double showerhead shower) or walking around in our pj's and such. i stressed out about this for about a minute and then figured if some dude sees me naked then so be it. i was on vacation for fucks sake. here are two pics, one of the bed and one of the shower:





most mornings, i woke up with the sun (or shortly before). i am not sure if this was because of the time change or because i heard the local dogs barking and the local roosters cockadoodledooing. either way, it was nice to have a little quiet morning time to myself. i thought i would be cursing the roosters, but in the end, i was thankful to them for getting me up a little bit before everyone else so i had that quiet time. across from the toliet in the studio were these sort of paper maiche roosters and chickens. i called them our "colon coaches"- they made sure we stayed regular and stayed away from montezuma's revenge. here is a picture of them:



ok that ends my first installment of our mexico trip. i need to try and keep them short so you don't go crazy reading them and i don't go crazy writing them.

happy sunday yall.