Now, get your laughing and snickering and giggles over with before you read on...
So, I had dirty clothes that needed to be washed. We were at a very nice Loreto campground with washers and dryers. BIG washers. Taller-Than-Mine-At-Home washers. Dang little sock stuck to the VERY back side of the drum. I, being the person of short stature that I am, had to kinda climb on to the edge of the washer to reach the sock. I no longer have an ample bosom to protect those ribs that have been thusly protected their entire lives. POP. OUCH. BIG OUCH.
Okay, so it is kinda funny. But not so much when I have to stretch to reach something. Then it's not funny at all. End of story.
On to last night's beach stay...Playa Tecolote, north of La Paz.
Liz cooked up some fish and we had fish tacos, cucumber/onion salad, and garlic bread for dinner. And brownies for dessert...Beth even came out for a brownie!! :)
The Energizer Bunny (Liz) FINALLY relaxed in a chair...
Here we are, having a "party" (including cocktails and appetizers and front-row seats) to watch a young man stuck with his truck and travel trailer in the sand. We eventually brought him most of our orange blocks for "leverage"...seven remain buried in the sand, unable to be found. An older gentlemen, with a big diesel truck thing, pulled him out. We are easily entertained since leaving the Land of Television...
Beach is beautiful. The water is gorgeous. Then "they" started to arrive in the late afternoon - hordes of people, loud people, people driving inches from our rigs (some fast, and we all have dogs). We changed our minds about staying another night, especially at 2:00AM when a jeep drove by, playing VERY LOUD Mexican music...
For tonight, we are camped in a sandlot just outside of Ciudad Constitucion. My fridge is not working. My friend George is helping me troubleshoot via emails...
