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Beach town

Im doing this post entirely from my phone so if there are no photos it's because I didn't figure out how to get them uploaded.

We arrived in Montezuma with no hotel reservations, but a few ideas. Unfortunately none of them panned out. We did find a hostel right on the beach but the rooms were sparse and the kitchen terrible. We enjoyed the beach setting for one day, but the noise and uncomfortable rooms had us looking for a new place at dawn. Luckily, we got to move to Luna Llena, our first choice, and I am very happily relaxed on the large porch lounging couch while listening to howler monkeys get closer. We were told that they will visit us here at least once a day.

Yesterday we spent all afternoon at the beach. Cora was in the water for four straight hours. Tate built a fire pit and gathered wood (our children: water and fire). Steve and I went to buy food for dinner and by the time we were done shopping a storm blew in. It rained hard for several hours. All we could do was hang in our rooms. I'm pretty sure I was asleep by 8pm.

Today we moved to this awesome hostel,as mentioned above, and then walked to a waterfall. We had a great time there. Lots of swimming and climbing and a rope swing. Good combination.

We spent the rest of the day being entirely lazy. Lying on the couches, reading, drinking good coffee, listening to monkeys, watching lizards and ant trails. We will soon walk into town to make one of our usual Hostel Pasta dinners. Tate wants to do his fire again so we'll head to the beach after dark.

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Anonymous said…
Any chance of getting some of that coffee back home? Could you have it shipped? I would gladly pay the postage.
Did the monkeys show up? How close did they get?
It all sounds pretty wonderful.
Anxious to see you guys. Hope you have lots of pics!
Love G&P
March 1, 2011 at 7:17 PM
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