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Woke up: Isla Espiritu Santo, Mexico
Went to sleep: La Paz, Mexico
This morning we had an e-mail. Our visas have been processed and we need to return to La Paz for finger printing. Turn on the windlass, pull up the anchor, sail back to La Paz. It’s all just a little stressful. But,
We had the most wonderful wind since we’ve been in Mexico. Not too little and not too much and directly out of the perfect direction. We sailed 6.5 knots, twelve miles back to Marina de la Paz. One hour forty five minutes. Awesome.
Unfortunately, that didn’t do a lot to charge the batteries since the engine was idle but I did get some hot water out of the deal and was able to wash the dishes from last night’s spaghetti dinner with Ed, Melinda and the boys.
I am torn between loving the marina and loving the anchorage. At the marina you have all the conveniences. Stores, shopping, showers, internet, people. At the anchorage you have all the inconveniences. Beauty, peace and quiet, nothing to do but relax and play. I’m torn in two.