El Salto Video

Here's the video: ENJOY!!

Pelamis Platurus

Also known as the yellow-bellied sea snake, these critters have been washing up on the beach the past couple of days. Luly and I spotted four yesterday and two today. The locals say that they are a month late in arriving and are beaching to die. I am also told that a bite from one of these babies will make you sick with fever for several days, and a fatal bite is rare. They're quite beautiful, and this photo does not truly capture the vibrant yellow of this serpent. Let's see...hum...well, I've been fearful of the water since my encounter with a manta ray last summer. Then we had an invasion of jellyfish just recently, and now we have snakes. Will I ever enjoy boogie-boarding again?

Here's a real digustus maximus that we found at the water's edge just about a month ago. Look at the size of this gross creepy-crawlie!! Is it any wonder I had a nightmare two nights ago of giant flying spiders?

Today, the girls are going to Sam's Club, Appleby's for lunch, and then to do some major sniffin' around Liverpool which is actually Zentralia, a very nice mall. It's so nice to have a group of girlfriends. It just makes living here that much more special.

Later.

The Beginning of the End

This morning's photo made me sad.

I'm told that the real craziness is over. The hoards of campers have left, for the most part. The main exodus started Saturday late afternoon as the countless buses started pulling out of town.

ANYWAY, to continue... We strolled down to the malecon and beach early Saturday afternoon to check out the crowd.

This shot was taken looking back towards the house from the street. These neighbors were the best! They did not leave any trash when they pulled out on Sunday. They were a large family, including three dogs, and I even spotted Grandma holding the family bird.

This playa photo was taken about 4pm on Sat.

With the beach so crowded, Bob and I walked down to the Salt Museum. Real cool stuff in there, lots of history of the founding of Cuyutlan, the tsunami of the 1930's, and of course, the processing of salt. I even bought a bag of their salt, as a little pinch, goes a long, long way.

Thankfully, the beach clean up has started. What a mess, everywhere !!

This weekend will be busy but not crazy. Maybe we'll get some wave time in finally.

Later.

The Puppy Mill Man

THIS POST IS FOR ADULTS ONLY:

So, I'm blown out of bed Monday morning at about 4:40am hearing puppies crying. I was up and out so quickly; ran to the terraza and told whoever was outside causing all the commotion to leave. I look over to my right under the street lamp, and I see a van and two guys. I hear puppies crying so I run downstairs and outside only to find several puppies on the ground, their "owner" glaring at me and some stupid SOB grabbing the puppies off the ground any way he can and throwing them up into a cage on top of the van, one puppy on top of another. There must have been about 40-50 puppies in all. I pick up a little bitty pup and ask how old they are. "Six weeks", Puppy Mill Man says. Bullshit, I think. Some barely have their eyes open. Then he says, "We sell very cheap for you, $1500 pesos..." (Well, that may be cheap for a pedigree pup as all of them were, but I'm sure they're probably sick, and I KNOW they are mistreated.) I say no and hand the puppy I'm holding back, and I tell these creeps to move on, that we're trying to sleep. (Actually, I wanted them out of my sight because I wasn't sure I wouldn't run upstairs to our bedroom for our wooden bat.) Well, then to make a point, Puppy Mill Man picks up a pit bull pup by the neck, the puppy cries out, and PMM slaps the baby on the neck. I had to walk away or else.
And then the following morning, I'm walking Ratzo, and I spot PMM down across from Luly's house, about 2 blocks towards town. I am recognized by the prick who was throwing the puppies in the cage. He gives me a third degree stare, and I stare right back.
You can't intimidate me, you pig. F U

(This is my third draft of this post. Bob suggested some editing was required as the original was liberally peppered with the F word and read very angry. I personally like my original better than this watered down version.)