Our stay in Sayulita was suppose to be our two week vacation from our vacation, instead by the time we leave, we will of been here twenty-eight days. Delays due to parts, delays due to maintenance on the truck, delays due to sickness. Since we have been here for so long, its starting to feel like a home.
Our long awaited parts arrived and Justin had the truck apart and fixed in no time. Except now Justin has had too much time on his hands and has found numerous other projects to complete, fix or change on the land rover. The truck saga continued, when after having it in a garage in Puerto Vallarta on another matter, we awoke to this the next day.....
No big deal though, we had bets on how long it would be until we had our first flat tire. (Nadine won!) Eight dollars later and we were good as new.
We really don't know where the time goes everyday. We have visited every beach around, walked every street at least twice, made friends with the beach vendors - they don't come to sell to us now, they just come to chat! We have read many books, laid on the beach and Justin has been working on his body boarding skills.
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| justin dropping in on a wave |
Anyone that knows Justin well knows about all of his neck and back troubles. For the past two years he has been seeing a chiropractor regularly, with no real success. But its all pretty much fixed now, who knew that all he needed was to be dropped on his head!! A wave toppled him when body boarding, he basically fell off the top into about a foot of water head first. Crunch - but all better!
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| beach with cave access |
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| lots of crabs in here |
We spent one day at a really cool little spot, a tiny little beach with a cave entrance. It was nice to be away from hordes of people and to only hear waves crashing. It was a real nerve racking walk to get there - it was a goat trail that dropped about a hundred feet to the rocks and ocean below. No pictures, too busy watching our footing.
In summary, we will be leaving Sayulita with a tan, an almost repaired truck, a re-adjusted neck, hundreds of scarring mosquito bites, three blankets, a grasp on international shipping, ability to kind of read a spanish menu, knowledge that chorizo sausage can go with anything and learning that its not where you go on vacation its who you meet along the way.
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| annas new bed |
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| mc flurries makes us happy |
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| spy optic advertisement |
