mazunte mazunte!

Hola friends and family,

Weather down here in Mexico has been perfect the past two weeks! Two rain storms but they were both at night. We've been staying in wonderful safe rooms every night for about $18 for both of us. The buses are a blast, I had some guy playing a guitar IN my ear and singing for about twenty minutes too long :) oh man it took every thing I had to not fall into the biggest giggle-fest ever.


We've met sooooo many great people. Right now we are staying with this guy Amiliano... Oh he could talk my ear off til next Tuesday.

Today Amiliano took us spear fishing!!!!!! It was bizarre and so out of this world. We walked out on this point that Brian said looked just like new Zealand, down to a little  cove, and slid into the water with our snorkel gear. We saw a pod of about 30 dolphins, three spotted sting rays, tons of beautiful fishies, and about eight huge ancient looking sea turtles!!! So incredible. We swam for about thirty minutes, saw a school of good fish and and amiliano handed me the spear gun!! I hadn't even seen him shoot it yet. So I took the awkward five foot gun, he showed me the safety button, I swam down 15 feet, and shot this crazy gun right into the middle of the school. It was exhilarating to say the least. I missed and all the fish swam happily away.  But so did I... no hard feelings there. We swam in the salty water for just over three hours! You get chilly after that long even when the water is warm. At one point I got seasick and thought I was going to loose my early morning breakfast right into my snorkel. Thankfully I dodged that bullet.
We missed all the fish. Amiliano was sad. But we swept the bottom of the ocean floor for clams and sea snails, pried them out from under their rocks and collected a full bag. As we pulled our salty selves out of the water I was impressed to see the wrinkliest bath tub hands in angela van drunen history. I barely recognized them and could only hope they would return to their normal form in a few hours. We trudged up the 220 steps to Amilianos hilltop cabanas, pried our snails, cleaned our clams, cut up some veggies and learned how to make a mean dish of ceviche! After that much needed meal Brian took a nap, I read in the hammock, and and the dogs chased the cat. Around sunset we wondered into town ate some tacos, bought a pint of ice cream, hiked back up to our hill station, and played a good round of Yanif while talking about and enjoying the brilliance of strawberry ice cream with chocolate cookies.

I just killed a cockroach, I'll pretend it's the last one, and I'll soon be fast asleep.

Sadly I don't think my camera could handle all of the under water excitement and it might be dead. Brian says to have hope, Amilano says that miracles happen. I agree with them both and maybe tonight the circuits will unfry and we'll be firing on all cylinders in no time.