Wastin' away again in Zipolite

Written by Kyle about Mexico. Feelin' normal

So, what do you do when you're in a small beach town with nothing to do, but look at this?

I'll tell you what you do. Nothing. You look at it. You think. You look at it some more. You think some more. You look at this:

You get the point. Just to underscore what a typical beach day is like, here is my thought process:

3 pm: Hey, we found a nice spot on the beach!

3:15 pm: Mmmm..waves. They are large. Ooo..that was a big one.

3:30 pm: We should play cards.

4:00 pm: Gin Rummy is stupid. It requires too much luck. I should be winning!

4:30 pm: 2 hours until happy hour. Ugh. Stupid time. Go faster!

5:00 pm: There's another naked dude on the beach. If I had a dime for every penis I have seen, I could pay for happy hour. And why am I trying to read Gulliver's Travels? Am I trying to learn the antiquated Old English words for things?

5:30 pm: I don't get Europeans. The dad of the family next to us is changing swim trunks while talking to his topless daughter. Is there any protocol here or is all nakedness ok? I hope they will be clothed during happy hour so that I can have a drink without penises.

6:00 pm: Now there is a naked guy walking on the beach holding hands with another guy and they are passing the house with a pot flag. If I have a more liberal moment in my life, I can't imagine what that will be.

6:30 pm: Wohoo! Happy hour!

Somedays just have to be for relaxing, you know? What did you expect, that we would go around wrestling bears everyday?

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March 10, 2008 Rachel Z: I (don't really) hate your guts. Maybe if I play that video over and over with my face up reallllllllllly close to the screen, I can make believe I'm there with you. ... Nope, just left a smudge mark on my monitor. Oh well. Guess I'll just have to keep living vicariously. Live it up!

March 12, 2008 Bessie: You´re hilarious! I love it! Wish you were here too!

March 13, 2008 Kyle: We actually don't go anywhere. We just pay some little Mexican kid to take pictures for us while we watch TV in an air conditioned apartment in Mexico City.

March 10, 2008 Rachel Z: P.S. "I... I!!!... can't resist. Trying to find exactly what I miss. It's just another daaay without youuuuu!"

March 13, 2008 Kyle: Ironically, it was playing on my Ipod at the same time. I can't get enough John Secada!!

March 10, 2008 DADDIO: Mental stimulation: Get busy building a replica of an ancient Mayan city out of wet sand and twigs. This would come under the heading of culture studies in art. Once it is finished you may film it for posterity to preserve on your wonderful website. You might also resume writing a little fiction the way you did a few weeks ago about some interesting local topic or person. Or how about finding a small watercolor paint or chalk set at a market to produce an appropriate artwork on an old paper bag. You might start a chain story of a couple paragraphs and then ask visitors to the site to each add an additional section allowing several minds to finish the story. One might just collect some shells and later donate them to a worthy child who lives inland. These are different ways you can relax and also be productive in your heavenly place. Warm regards to both of you!

March 13, 2008 Bessie: I wish I had taken more watercolor classes. Maybe we could paint and then sell the stuff and stay longer in these beach towns. Mexico is full of great places!

Do you & Linda remember me telling you I wanted to go to college and study business and spanish so I could open a taco stand on the beach in Mexico? This places really tempted me to fulfill that dream.

March 11, 2008 Anne: I almost peed my pants watching that video with the John Secada sound track. Kyle, you planned that.

It looks magical.

March 12, 2008 Bessie: I´ll take responsibility for that song. It happened to be playing as the fisherman walked by, and I couldn´t pass up the video opp. The song was a lucky perk for all you watchers. ;)

This beach has been my absolute favorite so far. I´d go back there in a second.