01 December 2011

Giving Thanks in Gonzaga Bay

Being the bona fide American patriot that I am, I celebrated the coming together of the pilgrims and the Native Americans (factoid: my ancestor Myles Standish, the captain of the Mayflower, was present at the first Thanksgiving feast.  I'm basically as American as it gets.)...in MEXICO!

We dined on tryptophan-free carne asada, mastered the tumultuous sea with a 2-man open-air kayak, and took the quads on a joy ride through the desert.  Barely another soul could be spotted.  Mostly because the drug cartels have killed tourism.  But it worked for us, because we basically got our own private beach.  You win some, you lose some.  

Anyway, happy belated Thanksgiving. 

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