I won't embarrass myself by telling you how long it's been since we've been outta town on a real life, full-blown, non-work related holiday. Finally did it this week.
Huatulco, Mexico is paradise for sure and the Hotel Villas Coral on the Pacific Ocean is quiet, quaint, and small. We've go a 90 minute yoga class every morning, wireless internet as needed, cold beer all day long, cigar smoking any old time and anywhere. A taxi ride to any one of several towns, villages, beaches is only $25 pesos. Could life be any better?
One taxi driver took us to his hometown of Santa Maria where we watched a carpenter put finishing touches on the town cathedral before this Friday's festival. In the coffee plantation mountain town of Pluma Hidalgo, kids shoot hoops under an open-air but covered court.
Jeanette trusted my judgment in choosing the frozen lime bars, too sour for me. And these large black vultures hang out in the tree near our room-reminding me of Hitchcock's film, "The Birds".
