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Route 66 to the Rockies

So I did forget one little story about the night we left El Paso. About 20 miles from El Paso we passed through a border control station and they stopped us. Mom rolled down her window and the guy asked us where we were headed to. Then he was looking in the windows and saw Mex and made mom roll down the back window (he was sitting behind her). Next he asked if we were all citizens. Mom said yes right away out of habit and then I said, “actually, he is a permanent resident.” The agent then asked to see his papers. Mex handed him his passport and the agent squinted at his visa for a minute and then let us go… The ink was hardly dry yet and he got to test it out!

Rocky Mountain National Park

Anyway, back to the trip home. We drove on Route 66 through Albuquerque but it didn’t seem to have a lot of historic buildings. Mostly hotels and a few filling stations. Then we headed north and drove through Sante Fe which was a really pretty city. All the buildings were the “adobe” style and very southwestern. We then drove all the way north and ended up in Loveland, Colorado, at about 8pm. My throat is miserably sore but I refused to go to the emergency room and pay another wad of money so I held out until this morning and went to urgent care. They gave me some heavier pain pills and antibiotics (even though they say it’s a virus and they probably won’t help). At least these pain killers dull the pain for 40 to 60 minutes. I feel terrible because we should be so happy (which we still are) but I’m a big wet blanket with my throat. Oh well…. I guess we’ve now got FOREVER to be happy =)

So happy to see snow!

So about 12 we set off for Estes Park and the Rocky Mountain National Park (another “LIST” item). We spent about 3 hours driving around the park which is completely beautiful and we saw lots of snow which Mex and I were thrilled about after our weeks of hot weather. It was cloudy so my pictures didn’t turn out that well. Now we are back in the hotel and are preparing for a long drive home tomorrow. We were maybe going to stop another day but I feel terrible and Mex and I are ready to get home and sleep in our own bed. Yesterday marked the 8th week that we have been gone! Crazy to even imagine that it has been so long because the time really flew by!

Can’t wait to see everyone!


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San Miguel de Allende

Wow. After this entry we’ll actually be caught up!

Beautiful pink cathedral overlooks the zocalo

Today (Wednesday, although it is almost over) we spent wandering around San Miguel de Allende, one of Mexico’s most famous colonial towns. There are about 150,000 people in town and about 149,000 real estate companies. Well, ok, not that many but, holy smokes, there were at least two on every single block we walked on. I guess it’s easier to be an agent here because there are no real classes to take. I did go into the RE/MAX (in honor of my current place of work) which is right on the plaza but the agent was by herself and with clients (both agent and clients were American). I am curious how mortgages work here because I was under the impression you had to pay at least 50% cash and the house prices are ridiculous here! In US dollars we saw homes from $175K for a 756 sq ft place to $5 million for another place.

Beautiful colored buildings on every street.

This town has a lovely colonial, artsy feel. I am not an artsy person however, so probably don’t appreciate the atmosphere as much as others may. There is a beautiful cathedral – Parroquia de San Miguel Arcángel –  on the plaza which has nice shade trees. One thing that is obviously different here is the number of Americans… From what I read, I think there are probably a lot of Canadians here too but it’s hard to tell the difference without hearing the “ay” as they speak =)… Hey, I’ve heard my fair share of Minnesota “OOOOO” jokes so I have to point the accent finger at someone else once-in-a-while. Since the 50’s it’s been the Mexican mecca of artists. We’ve had quite an American day… We had lunch at about 10:30… I had a soy burger with spinach, onion, and blue cheese while Mex had crab cakes with Thai cucumber salsa at El Buen Cafe. Excellent food, small cozy cafe, reasonable to medium high prices. The food is not “traditional” Mexican but, hey, it’s food and it’s in Mexico, right?

Then we walked around the mercado although we didn’t really find any crafts we liked. There are some very beautiful clothes here and lots of stores selling “all the fixin’s” for your colonial palace, from painted tile sinks to iron light fixtures. On our way back to the hotel for an afternoon break we just couldn’t pass up a stop at the Starbucks! mmmm mango tea! I’m sad to report that, yes, Starbucks is just as expensive here as it is in the US. We strolled by dozens of stores catering to Americans such as mail shipping services and phone message services to the US.

After an hour rest and 20 minutes of “skyping” with my mother, we rushed back to the plaza to take the trolley tour of town. Sadly, we were about five minutes late. Instead we wandered down to the Benito Juarez Park and then strolled around the neighborhood looking at houses. We popped into a place for dinner and did have some Mexican food this time (with really good salsa) at Ten

Vendors fill the zocalo all day and evening

Ten Pie. This place was great people watching because the seating is outside on an intersection with lots of pedestrians. Then we walked down the street to Villa Jacaranda where they were playing “Zodiac” in English on a big screen. We got beer and a mini popcorn included in our $7 movie tickets and we were the only ones there. Originally we planned on

One of the many beautiful homes we saw on our walk

stopping off at the town’s Irish pub but decided to come back to the hotel instead. As we walked by the plaza we enjoyed the groups of mariachi’s for a few minutes (but not long enough where we had to tip them) and then came back about 10:30 to find our laundry done and folded on our bed. I’m starting to get used to this life! =)

I think the next two days we are going to take day trips, one to Guanajuato and one to Querétaro which are both supposed to be nice cities. We’ll be taking the bus since we’d prefer to leave our car here in the secure parking than carry all the stuff up into the hotel room. Plus, we still don’t trust the starter completely and don’t want to be stranded in another city. We’ll hopefully be back in the evenings with enough energy to go out and enjoy the live music that is playing all around town and still have time to update all the pictures since I’m very behind and would like to have them finished before I get back to the US and actually have to work again (gasp!)!

Good night everyone and keep hoping and praying for us as the 17th nears!

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A day in Tetelilla

The day starts about 4:30 am when I absolutely haveto get up and walk to the bathroom because I can’t

Bathroom - shower on the right, toilet and sink on the left

hold it another minute. Mex usually walks with me since it is still dark and the dog has a habit of walking in under the curtain and doesn’t understand my scolding in English. We enjoy the brightness of the stars as we walk the 25 yards back to the house where we sleep. By this time the birds are chirping and roosters crowing all around town. (Luckily, Mex’s family doesn’t have any so they aren’t walking right under our bedroom window!)

A little before 6, there is a loud clank as his dad swings the heavy metal door open and scrapes the plastic chair scrape across the cement floor into the door frame to watch the morning come (one morning we saw him out there at 3:30). A few minutes later there are a couple more clanks as his sisters and niece start to come out of their room. The neighbor’s donkey hee-haws just as you imagine an ornery donkey would. At 6:15, as if by some internal alarm clock, the horse whineys a couple times. My husband reluctantly rolls around for a few minutes, gives me a hug and then gets up. Ernesto is away at school during the week so Mex takes the horse down the road to pasture for the day. I think Gabi probably does this when we are not here. I’m still a little unsure why they have a horse since they don’t ever ride it… I wait for his sister Eli to get out of the shower. She works Monday through Friday. She used to work as an agricultural engineer but now she works in an office in Cuautla which lends money to very poor people.

The dogs have usually let out a few morning yelps by now and the man with the megaphone has started his auctioneer-style ranting all before 7. Since there isn’t a lot of local radio or TV or even billboards, people pay guys with trucks and big speakers to drive around town, starting very early in the morning, chanting advertisements. I can’t make out a single word but the voices have the same sing-song rhythm of the very quickest auctioneer.

Gabi runs to one of the small stores down the street to get ingredients for breakfast while Eli gets ready for work and Filo starts to cook. I get in the shower while my husband helps clean his father’s toe since he had the toenail removed last week. Mex’s father right arm and leg don’t work very well, because in his 20’s he had a mini-stroke and has been partially crippled ever since. He can walk but his right foot drags a little bit and he can’t use his right hand. His daughters bring him his breakfast to his chair and if he needs something else he yells “Chiquitin” (a form of chiquita which means “little one”) to get Gabi’s attention and she comes quickly to help him. 

A man comes by in a truck selling alfalfa and Filo buys some to feed the two pigs. They are an investment of sorts. They buy pigs, feed them, and when they are big enough kill them sell off the meat to people around town. We water the plants with what is left in the barrels of water set around the yard. No plant really gets enough water but we try to make sure they all get a little.

Sometime around 8:30 we all end up in the kitchen (except his dad). Breakfast usually starts out with coffee (the Nescafe mix with water variety), sort-of-sweet breads, some eggs mixed with either green beans or nopales (cactus paddles), tortillas, toasted bread, watermelon, cantaloupe or papaya. I’m pretty sure the sweet breads and fruit are an addition just for us. We have had sopes a few times. I love them. They are

mmmm... Sopes

similar to flat tortillas with the edges curled up and you put them on a griddle and fill them with green or red salsa, cheese and sprinkle some onion and cream on the top. Simple and delicious! The kitchen starts out with a slightly smoky smell from cooking the tortillas but it clears by the time we start eating. Some mornings you can hear clicks and scrapes as small iguanas make their way across the tin roof of the kitchen. We hear the door clank as his dad leaves for his day out. He takes a taxi to the next town 5 miles away and sits in the plaza with his friends. Usually Mex’s sister Sofia comes to breakfast and sometimes his niece Karla and her two-month-old baby.

Between 9 and 10 the cattle go by. The clopping of hooves gets closer and closer until they are right outside the house and the horns bob up and down over the stone fence behind the kitchen. Just like the horse, they are brought down the road to pasture for the day because no one has any green grass in their yards. The fields must not be too abundant with food because the cow’s skin hangs loosely from sharp hip bones. The donkey always hee-haws crankily during our meal but I have finally stopped giggling when it happens.
His sisters tell stories about people in town, family members, and all the stuff people talk about at the table. Sometimes Gabi sneaks out to do homework. We usually don’t leave the kitchen until 10:30 or so when we finally decide it is time to do the cleaning before it gets really hot out. The cool breeze has died by this time and it is impossible to find any shade in the yard.

Gabi scoops up the dishes and goes back to wash them in the dishwashing/laundry station that is set up by the bathroom. My husband and I keep trying to scoop up the dishes to wash them but every time we do, his sisters look so offended and mad we put them back down. Next time when we visit we will insist. I think this time they want to completely take care of Mex since he has been gone for so long. Filo cleans inside the kitchen while Gabi starts sweeping the cement outside the house. She then spreads water on the dirt and sweeps that. I am still very confused by this but his family is impeccably neat and clean so for that reason it makes sense. We sweep and mop the inside or our house while they clean theirs. Then Gabi cleans the bathroom and shower.

By noon the heat has hit full force. Sweat is dribbling down my face, back and arms. Thankfully we are usually done with chores by now. Gabi showers to get ready for school which starts at 1 in Jonacatepec, the town 5 miles away. She is the equivalent of a senior in high school in the US. Mex and I pull the blue tarp off the car and try to start it… Not a sure thing anymore since our car trouble began. Lately we have been stopping off at the internet café afterwards since I wanted to get caught up on my postings before we leave Tetelilla.

From 1:30 – 2:30 it is time to fill the water tanks. The town is divided into sections and each one only has water for 1 hour every day. Each home is allowed only one pump to bring the water in. If your plants look too green the neighbors assume you have two pumps and they will “tell on you” to the local water watchers. The pump fills the tank on top of the bathroom first so they have water to shower. Then they move the hose around the yard filling barrels and tubs with water for plants, dishes and laundry. This is the hottest part of the day. If water wasn’t so precious Mex and I would squirt ourselves all over with water like kids running through a sprinkler. It is very hard to feel like doing anything in the sun because it has such a strong intensity. All different kinds of music starts blaring from the neighbor’s houses.
During the chaos of filling the water tanks someone always manages to prepare “lunch.” This afternoon meal at around 3 is the big meal of the day. Sometimes Sofia who lives three houses down makes lunch and we help her carry it over. No matter who cooks, we always eat in the kitchen at Mex’s dad’s house. Sofia, Arlin (her 7-year-old), Karla and her baby are always there along with Mex, Filo and I. His dad is still in Jonacatepec, Gabi and Ernesto are at school and Eli is at work. This meal could be anything… Chiles rellenos, green enchiladas, spaghetti (either with cream sauce or pureed tomatos), fish soup, rice, fruit or jamaica flower water, chicken and mashed potatoes… and always lots of tortillas. The time after lunch is for descansando or resting. It is hot and sticky and there is not much else to do. We sit in the kitchen and chat or rest on the beds. There is no shade making it uncomfortable to sit outside. This early evening time is speckled with the occasional clip-clop of horse hooves, turkeys gobbling, roosters crowing, donkeys hee-hawing and dogs barking. And how could I forget, the “auctioneer” ads. Sometimes we’ll see iguanas skittering across the rocks or climbing quickly up the cement brick walls to escape the heat by sitting under the tin eaves. Although, I can’t really imagine it’s cooler up there so maybe they are trying to go towards the heat.

Finally someone collects the dishes and around 5, Mex’s dad comes home and sits in the chair in front of his room, which by this time has a little shade. Filo brings him a big glass of the days fruit water (jamaica-a dried flower-, pineapple, or orange are the most common) and his dinner. A truck goes by with someone yelling about fruits for sale so we go out of the gate and look at the mangoes and melons. The vendor cuts Filo a slice of mango to sample and once she gives the ok we buy two kilos (4.4 pounds) and a coconut for about $2. Mex and I each peel back the skin of a mango as easily as on a banana and smell the sweetness before we bite. Filo takes a shower and gets ready to go to a neighborhood meeting. At 6, Mex goes back down the road for the horse. The sun is low in the sky by now and it is slightly cooler although still hot enough to keep constant sweat droplets on my brow. When he returns his sister Filo leaves for her meeting and Mex sits outside next to his dad. I sit and read a magazine or name our overload of pictures on the computer so he can have some time alone.

Gabi comes home from school around 8 and immediately starts getting things in the kitchen ready for dinner, setting out leftovers covered in towels. There is a little TV time sprinkled in the evening because we wait for Eli to come home from work before eating. That can be anytime from 8:45 to 10pm. We lay lazily on the beds listening to the TV and chatting. I have gotten more comfortable and this is the time where I usually attempt to communicate and piece together sentences and stories about myself and friends and family. Usually by 9 his dad asks for his glass of milk as he continues to sit in his chair. Only once-in-a-while will he come into the room and lay on the bed to talk or listen.

When Eli arrives home someone calls Sofia and tells her to come over. Then, even though it is still warm outside we have coffee, tea or hot chocolate as we sit around the table once again. This late evening meal starts with either toast or the same not-so-sweet rolls. Then we have leftovers from lunch either exactly as they were or sometimes made into something else like mashed potato taquitos or cheese tacos. This is the best time of day because everyone is together and the conversation flies. Eli tells about her day at work and Filo starts telling about any news from her meeting. Everyone gets so animated when they tell stories and the smiles and laughs fill the kitchen pouring out the windowless windows. During this time there is inevitably a dog fight out on the streets somewhere nearby. Finally, sometime between 10 and 10:30 I leave to start my nightly ritual and Mex stays just a few more minutes to wrap up the evening. We adjust the fan so it blows as much air on us as possible, even though the air is pretty hot and uncomfortable until about 2 or 3 in the morning. We settle down in bed making sure to stay as far apart as possible because skin contact causes even more sweating. A honeymoon this is not =) We fall asleep to the sounds of dogs yelping all over town and a few good night hee-haws. That is our average day in Tetelilla, Morelos, Mexico!

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The drive “home”

Acapulco Bay surrounded by cliffs.

It was very sad to load Maren in her taxi. We weren’t too sad to leave the beach but more sad that Maren was leaving. It was nice for both of us to have a little bit of our Minnesota lives here in Mexico. At times we are both getting stressed out about the way things are done here. Mex surprisingly more than me. I don’t think he realized how acclimated he had become to the way businesses and the government are run in the US… with rules that they actually follow.

On our way back from Acapulco I took another shot at driving. I have not driven since we were near the border because we just get a long better when Mex drives. However, I had already seen the road and figured I could get around the cities without any really big disasters. We did stop at one of the

Roadside rose stand near Cuernavaca

many roadside stands near Cuernavaca and bought some roses for his sisters. It was 40 pesos or about $4 for two dozen roses. I think I would have fresh flowers in the house every day if we lived in Mexico. They don’t last long in the heat but they are beautiful and seem more colorful here. Maybe because they are such a contrast to the dry, brown scenery we usually see during this Mexican dry season.

Since we had been letting his family cook for us the entire week before, we decided to stop and buy some groceries so we could cook for them. We stopped in Cuautla which is a city of over 115,000 about 30 minutes away at a Mega which is like a Cub Foods but with a few clothes and other miscellaneous items thrown in. There is a Sam’s Club there and a SuperWalmart is being built also. It was nice to be in a store with a “familiar” feel instead of the open markets, although they are definitely more charming. We got all the ingredients to make my Thai chicken recipe (although Maren had to bring the special Thai spice for us), Shrimp Ceviche and Chicken wild rice soup. All-in-all it took us about six hours to drive from Acapulco area back “home” to Tetelilla which wasn’t too bad. Overall, Mex decided he really didn’t like the Acapulco area at all. I’m a little more positive and think that we saw a very small portion of the area and there are probably some nice parts. It doesn’t really bother me that the ocean seems dirty because I’m not one to swim in salt water anyway… that’s why hotels have pools. I think we all had a good time and it was interesting to see someplace new and now we’ve been to at least one beach in Mexico so we can compare with others on future visits. Plus, for my dear sister and friend in Tennessee, it IS on “the list.”

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Can I have this view every day?

Well we decided to take advantage of our beachside location and just lounge around all day Friday. That was more Maren and my idea than Mex since he gets bored “just doing nothing” and the boredom made him a little sour by the end of the day. A quick round of Phase 10 cheered him up before bed. But that’s getting ahead of myself… For the first time since getting to Mexico (actually since being notified of his interview) Mex and I stayed in bed until after 10. It must have been Maren’s influence and our exhaustion from the sun or maybe just our complete enjoyment of the air-conditioned room. Whatever the reason it felt fabulous even though we were probably actually awake by 8ish. I guess it’s ok to lounge once every two months or so, right mom and dad? =)

Enjoying himself? Not really…

Anyway, not much to report from the day except swimming in the pool and walking on the beach. We didn’t sit in hammocks because we got up too late and all the good ones were full. If you sit too far down on the beach than the vendors come and try to sell you swim suit wraps, hats, necklaces and horseback rides. Sadly, it doesn’t even work to pretend you are sleeping. For lunch we strolled to the place next door which was always busy and had lunch. It is called the Tres Marias and is a hotel that seems nice and restaurant that is always busy. The food was alright and the view good. In the afternoon we treated ourselves to a strawberry margarita at the swim up bar, sweet and refreshing in the heat. Somehow I managed to avoid any very bad sunburns although my freckles have definitely multiplied and are soon going to turn into one giant mass covering my body. Mex’s forearms are darker than I’ve ever seen them and Maren managed to get some nice color that will hopefully last her until summer.

Did we mention the gorgeous sunsets?

After watching another incredible sunset, Maren and I once again enjoyed pizza but it had a different flavor than the first night and I didn’t really like it. I suppose it serves me right for not ordering seafood or Mexican food. Mex did get some fresh fish and he said it was good. The atmosphere of our hotel restaurant was definitely the most “ideal” of the beach places we saw with the palm frond roofed huts and tiki lights and even hammocks in the dining area. The food wasn’t cheap of course but we are finding that none of the restaurants we are willing to eat at are cheap as we planned. The only “street” food we dare eat is corn or mango on a stick and only if we see how it is prepared ourselves. So we wrapped up the evening with a half card game of Phase 10 and went to sleep hearing the waves crash like thunder on the shore.

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Acapulco… for real this time

Now that's the way to take ocean pics!

Ok, so we didn’t spend all of Thursday in Acapulco… We did spend the morning relaxing in hammocks, strolling along the beach (making sure not to touch the foamy, brown water), and taking a dip in the pool. Finally, about noon we hopped on a local bus to go to “Old Acapulco” for the afternoon. There is also the Costera area and Acapulco Diamante which are the areas with nice hotels, fancy shopping and night clubs but we only had a limited amount of time so we skipped those “typical” tourist areas.
We walked down by the docks to see some of the yachts and then had lunch along the water. Afterwards we strolled through the zócalo, bought some ice cream and took photos of Mex in front of the cathedral since the patron saint of Acapulco is his birthday saint. It didn’t really seem like a cathedral since the sanctuary part was completely round, white and had a beach-like feel. None of us really felt like buying souvenirs so we decided to try to take a boat ride and see more of the bay.

View of Acapulco Bay from the boat cruise

After some negotiating by Mex we ended up on a somewhat party boat with live music and free drinks that cruised the harbor from 4:30 to 7 pm. We spent a few ear-splitting minutes in front of the live bands speakers before Maren found some seats in the front of the boat where the music was background noise and we could enjoy full views of Acapulco Bay. Mex and I are both total suckers for any kind of boat ride and I think we won Maren over. Especially by the end when we started to enjoy some Victoria beer. Don’t order a Corona or Modelo when you come to Mexico, order a Victoria, a light beer with smooth flavor and no bitterness. Mexicans value it so much, you can’t get it in the States (that’s coming from a girl who doesn’t like beer at all). In fact, Maren went to the boat bar and asked for some and she was given Corona instead. only when Mex went up and ordered Victoria were we finally given the golden goodness.

When we got done with our boat cruise we decided to make our way over to La Quebrada where the world famous Clavadistas (cliff divers) have been jumping off cliffs from 25 – 35 meters high since 1934. They dive at 1 pm, 7:30, 8:30, 9:30 and 10:30 pm daily. There is a free viewing area that you must get to very early to get a spot or a place closer to the dives where you need to pay $5 to see (I’m sure the price goes up frequently).

One of many houses built on a cliff. This one was the filming location for one of Mexico's telenovelas (soap operas)

We opted for dinner at La Perla Restaurant which is built on a cliff and has a pre-set price during dive shows of around $35 US for a three-course meal (see review here). Maren and I both took some videos of the Clavadistas diving. I believe you can also just have drinks at the bar.
Since we are a little old and boring (or maybe older and wiser) we opted for taking a taxi back to the hotel instead of spending a night on the town drinking and dancing. One interesting fact about Acapulco is that over 80% of the tourists are actually Mexicans. Probably because there is a nice toll road linking it to Mexico City making it a quick five hour trip for at least ¼ of the countries population. We actually didn’t see very many US spring breakers around town at all. I suppose they would all be lounging around their all-inclusive hotels not strolling in the slightly grungy old downtown area.

The road in between Pie de la Cuesta and Acapulco was littered with garbage. People stood on piles of garbage waiting for the bus to stop and didn’t even seem to notice. I read that the

In downtown "Old" Acapulco

government has spent millions and millions of dollars trying to clean up the bay to keep tourism strong but it seems like there is a long way to go. When we were on our boat ride there was a kid who was holding a Styrofoam plate and he asked his mom if he should put it in the water. Thankfully she said no and he set it on a chair instead. I was honestly surprised she said no because after seeing the trash lined roads I felt like no one in the country must be conscious of the environment. As you go around a curve you look back and see the trash spilling down the cliff into the ocean. It is terrible but just a sign of poverty and lack of education I suppose. People who can’t afford to pay for garbage service either burn their trash or dump it wherever they have a chance. Seeing things like that makes me feel that there is little hope to “save the environment” without education and financial help to poor places. Tsk, tsk…Enough from my political soapbox for now.

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Getting to Acapulco

Ok… I say we went to Acapulco but our hotel was actually in Pie de la Cuesta which is about 12 km or so west of Old Acapulco. I can’t do the math to tell you what that is in miles because even my brain cells are sweating in this heat. All I know is there are 1.6 km in a mile… I think…

Sunset in front of our hotel in Pie de la Cuesta

So after Taxco we hopped in the car for the 3 ½ hour journey to Acapulco. Since Mex and I have learned that avoiding big city driving is essential to how well we get along, Maren and I searched the map for a way to avoid the city of Acapulco. We navigated Mex to a “free” road, which means no guarantees on the road’s condition, about 45 minutes north of the city. We have been on some toll roads that made us want to turn around and ask for a refund so I was apprehensive about a free one. The road was in surprisingly good condition, winding through the mountains and many little villages which thankfully didn’t have a ridiculous number of topes (speed bumps for those of you that don’t remember the dozen other times I’ve complained about them). As we got closer we started to see lots of palm trees everywhere. Initially, we thought they were natural and then we noticed they were growing in suspiciously straight lines like at an apple orchard or Christmas tree farm. It made sense when we started to see dozens of roadside stands selling fresh coconuts. If only those coconuts were filled with a nice, cold piña colada.

Moonlit view from our oceanside room. The sound of waves crashing (and the AC) made the upgrade worth it.

Pie de la Cuesta is basically the name of a beach community that is one tar road lined with little hotels and restaurants. The ocean is on one side and Lake Coyuca is on the other. Once we got to Hacienda Vayma we were offered an upgrade to an Oceanside suite. After comparing both rooms we all decided the extra $80 US was worth the splurge to have  an ocean view, AC and hot water. Pie de la Cuesta is famous for huge rolling waves and sunsets, both of which were worth the visit. Apparently, you can’t view the sunset from most of Acapulco Bay because of the horseshoe shape, so Pie de la Cuesta is the best spot to see the sun hit the ocean. However, the guide books don’t tell you about the strong fishy odor or the brown foam washing up on the beach. That was an unpleasant surprise. The smell wasn’t overpowering most of the time and we were able to enjoy some outdoor meals with the tiki light atmosphere. Because the waves are so huge all the time, it isn’t really safe to swim which is why every hotel has a pool (and a swim up bar). Since we didn’t get there until fairly late on Wednesday we just enjoyed the air-conditioning, watched the sunset, sat at the tiki bar and had some drinks, a delicious pizza and onion rings while watching the waves roll on to the beach… I know… Every time I mention pizza I feel guilty but I’ve decided that as long as we are eating it in Mexico it should be considered Mexican food!

Constant big waves make for a great soundtrack but bad swimming.

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