We’re waiting in La Cruz for refrigeration parts, which
gives us ample time to complete a myriad of boat chores, from the nastiest
(blasting the concrete out of the sanitation hoses) to the prettiest (sanding
and oiling the rub rails and side rails). In between chores, we make daily dingy trips
to town for blocks of ice and fresh vegetables.
Occasionally, we hop on a bus for a wild ride to Home Depot or the chandlery
in PV.
Last week, we took the bus to Sayulita, a small beach town
about 10 miles north. It’s a compact
town stuffed with tourists and surfers, some of whom appear to have been
dropped off in the 70s and stayed. We
wandered the narrow, cobbled streets and settled at a breakfast bar on the town
square for chilaquiles and smoothies.
We accomplished alot down below on this gray, rainy day and
were treated to a magnificent sunset.
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