Tuesday, July 15, 2008
I made it to the Pacific sometime early this morning, around 7, the bus dropping us off on some random street in this town, too second-class a bus to even drop us off at the bus station. We wondered around dazed with our stuff, itching for sleep, not really getting much of it on the bumpy, cramped ride, most things closed in this town at that hour, and had breakfast at some hotel too pricey for us to stay in. The hostel would not let us check in until noon and so we found a hotel, an unbelievably nice hotel, for a few dollars more a night, with a hammock on the porch of our bungalow and photographs of Mexican revolutionaries on the walls. We slept for a couple of hours and then hit the beach. The water was so nice. I played in it for so long. With Caroline´s goggles, I went swimming near some rocks and saw all these bright tropical fish swimming around in the rocks. The place does not seem real. The beaches here are so beautiful. Tomorrow, we leave for Zipolite for a few days, more swimming, and hopefully more bright things, fish or otherwise.
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