This’ll Do

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Please, try not to hate me.

Believe me when I tell you that I understand that there are no promises. But this is my view as I write this first post (and likely every night for the next 6 weeks):

Sayulita sunsetI can also hear the ocean waves that accompany it.

I mean, sure, there were a few hiccups on the way here. My brand-spanking-new water bottle sprang a leak on flight number 1…all over the guy sitting next to me. Oops. And the humidity level here is higher than I ever remember experiencing. Ever. (After standing outside for all of 3 minutes to wait for my taxi, I got in and took my phone out of my bag to take a picture, and the screen was fogged up. Woah.) And I think I gave my taxi driver a heart attack getting me here – it wasn’t the easiest place to find, and the last few roads getting here could – ahem – use a little work (on more than one occasion, he had to roll back down a hill to get enough momentum to make it up the torn-up cobblestone roads). Eek!

But really, at the end of the day – THIS day, specifically – can I really complain? Not even a little.

Here’s a bit more chronicling of my time here thus far…

At the end of the cobblestone adventures, this is what awaited me:

The upstairs unit is mine.

I have the upstairs unit.

See?

See?

After getting settled (and sitting in the AC for a few minutes), I ventured out a bit to get dinner and get my bearings a little before the full exploration tomorrow. I started on the beach, which was party central, as today is the first of Mexico’s two day Independence Day celebration.

Independence Day beach

Independence Day parties on the beach.

And then found this little taco joint:

Tacos on the Street

Tacos on the Street – on the left

Tacos pollo y carne asada

Tacos de pollo y carne asada

There was a little market across the street and I tried to get some basics, but being a little tired and disoriented, I left with olive oil, sandwich bags and peach juice. Useful, I know, but I still felt a small victory buying them. 🙂

Goals for Sayulita:

  • Read at least half of the books I brought (partially for relaxation, but mostly so I don’t have to carry them on any more legs of travel…oy!)
  • Learn to surf
  • Try all of the casual dining joints in this town, and eat molé at LEAST once a week
  • Figure out how to buy eggs (This is my main question for the day, as they were just displayed on HUGE flat cartons. Are you supposed to carry them individually home? Put them in a plastic bag and hope for the best? If this is my biggest issue here, I think I’ll do just fine.)

I think this list seems reasonable.

Yup…this’ll do

*Lest you be discouraged from following, future posts will not likely be this long. What can I say…I’m a little excited to finally be here. 🙂

15 thoughts on “This’ll Do”

  1. Love this post. It wasn’t too long. It’s great seeing the pictures of where you are. Great view! And being able to hear the waves…. what a bonus! Good to know you arrived safely.

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  2. Glad you arrived safely and made it through your first day. Rest well my friend. Enjoy and soak it all in. Allow yourself to be in the moment, whatever that moment is. Praying for you and look forward to next update.

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  3. So good to know that you arrived safely and already out exploring your new terrain. I did experience that humidity in Cancun; it’s like breathing water BUT 🙂 great for the skin! No worries about how long your posts are we are VERY anxious to hear about your adventures. I look forward to reading more as I know every day is going to be an adventure. In a short while maybe you can help me with my Spanish. Dios te bendiga, I send a HUG.

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  4. Wonderful first entry! I can’t wait to read more. So glad to hear you arrived at your new temporary home and managed to buy some peach juice!

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  8. Wow Katie! You go girl! Do we get tacos for Christmas presents this year? At least a good recipe? Can’t wait to read more about your adventure. You’re funny and write very well. Love, Aunt Julie

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