Wednesday, March 25, 2015 Chamela

Woke up:                     Chamela, Mexico

Went to sleep:             Chamela, Mexico

Chamela

This morning, after studying my Spanish with Rosetta Stone, Peter took me to shore for a beach walk.

Just as we were leaving the area of abundant palapas, Peter got involved helping a local man and his family with the 25 HP Yamaha motor on their ponga.  I visited with one of the young women for a time.  She and her husband are visiting from Mexico City.  Her father, aunt, two young nieces and a nephew are planning a picnic at Isle Pajarera, about half a mile out of the bay.  Unfortunately, their motor won’t start.  After a time, while waiting for the men to get the motor running, Maria invited us to join them on their excursion.

Helping with the Ponga motor

Helping with the Ponga motor

In hind sight, I wish I had taken her up on her offer.  What a wonderful opportunity to immerse ourselves in their culture.  Unfortunately, I had my heart set on a long beach walk after several days of minimum activity due to my cold.  I graciously declined and headed on my way down the beach.

Four miles is a long way to walk through soft sand.  I could feel the work being done by my upper thighs.  It felt great.

After our walk, we explored up and down the streets of the village.  This place is a trip.  The village of Perula, situated next to Estero Perula, is about 7 blocks north to south and 15 blocks east to west.  As with most Mexican towns, there is a large square with a stage and auditorium seating in the center of town.  Today it appears they are setting up for a carnival.  Trampolines with protective mesh around the perimeters is the “ride” of choice.

Perula, Mexico

Perula, Mexico

Carnival

Carnival

The square is surrounded by numerous businesses, most of which are boarded closed with heavy metal grates protecting the windows.  The remaining businesses include a hair salon, a hardware store, purified water outlet, Tel Cel, a hotel, an RV park, several restaurants and several small abboretos (groceries).

We picked up avocados, tomatoes, salsa, and cookies on our way back to the dinghy.

Later in the afternoon, Cass and John, from Victoria, rowed over in their dinghy, boarded Penelope and sat in the cockpit for a visit.  We haven’t had a chance to visit with Cass and John since last November in La Paz when they went north and we went south.

I haven’t talked to a couple yet who wouldn’t agree, “Cruising life is an extreme state of living.”  You are either extremely tired, dirty or uncomfortable or you are extremely elated and awe struck by the beauty and tranquility surrounding you.  There’s no middle ground.  As Peter likes to say, “Our vocabulary has been reduced to two words:  F _ _ _  and Awesome!”

Then there is the whole Captain/First Mate condition.  That’s where life gets exciting and sparks really start to fly.

In the end, Peter and I have a similar bottom line about the whole thing, “Regardless of where we go, or how long we stay out, or where we end up, please don’t fail to cherish this opportunity.”

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About Susan M. Gierga

Everyone already knows everything there is to know about me. I wear my heart on my sleeve. To learn current details. Visit my blog, CruisingwithCaptainPeterandtheAdmiral.
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