notes from the boat
Carl returned to Los Angeles for a brief sojourn albeit not a particularly
pleasant one as he had an appointment with his dentist. Being the proud
owner of a fine set of English teeth he had been troubled by a molar since
we were in Ensenada so things didn't bode well. Unfortunately the tooth in
question could not be saved and it turned out to be a very unpleasant trip
In the meantime, spending a few days with Winston in Puerto Escondido, Gemma
received a personal invitation to attend a pizza party in Cocktail Cove. As
the name suggests, Cocktail Cove is an area in Puerto Escondido where people
gather, standing waist deep in the shallows to enjoy a drink or two in the
late afternoon. Excuses were limited and so as 5pm, Friday afternoon rolled
around, it was off to Cocktail Cove. A group of people, a variety of shapes
were gathered around a surfboard, enjoying the pizza balanced precariously
on top. Somehow after that, one's social calendar seemed complete.
Arriving back in Loreto on Saturday night, Carl rented the car we knew
affectionately as B52 (due to a sticker on its rear) and started the 25km
drive back to Puerto Escondido. Coming over a hill he was confronted by a
dog sitting in the middle of the road. A car had stopped next to it and a
woman was approaching the dog to see if it was injured. Almost taking out
the woman, the car and the dog, Carl plowed off the road into the stone
embankment shattering windows and writing off B52 nicely in the process.
Bruised and shaken but otherwise fine, Carl was able to contact the rental
car company and B52 was towed into Loreto never to be driven again.
Surprisingly Budget was willing to give him another car immediately
(apparently not concerned by the fact that he had just totalled one car and
was quite shaken by the experience); in fact they upgraded him to a better
model. Carl returned to the boat.
The next day was Gemma's Baja birthday. We had hoped to go back to the
islands to celebrate but decided that given the exciting events of the
previous night it might be prudent to have a quiet day. We went into Loreto
in search of a delicious birthday breakfast however it was not to be, as
with the exception of one taco stand, everything was closed. Gritty shrimp
tacos and a can of diet coke made this a memorable birthday. Carl's gift was
a lycra body suit to protect from those much-hated invisible jellyfish.
Super hero minus the cape, it's the blue power ranger. Jumping in, the only
bits of skin available, hands and feet were instantly stung all over.
Everything else really appreciated the thought!
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