Ahhh waking up in Sayulita is an experience that cannot be compared. The first thing you will notice is there are several roosters around the hostel. The funny thing is they do not tell time. The first one starts, “COCKA DOODLE DOO”! at 2 am. Of course not to be out done, the neighboring roosters all reply with more “COCKA DOODLE DOOS”! So you just nicely get back to sleep and the next wave of crooners starts about 4 am. Then, finally the traditional ones finish up at 6 am. I think the early morning roosters are the ones that are actually just coming in late from over doing their tequila shots at the hen-house.
The next thing that your ears are molested with, without fail, is the dueling propane gas trucks. They both pass by the hostel around 8:00 am, with their amplified stadium speakers booming from atop their trucks, “Soni Gas!!”, “Global Gas!!” There is also a blaring accompaniment of, off to the races, music distorted, bellowing across the street. They are competing for the beloved business of anyone that will stop them to buy gas for their homes.
This morning was not unlike any other morning. We decided we were hungry and wanted to walk into town to find some coffee and breakfast. I had some laundry that needed to be done, and I had seen the local launderia on the main street. So off we went to do our daily errands.
As we left the security gated hostel complex, a man was singing in a drunken melody, rock and roll from the 70′s, while strumming his guitar. Surprisingly, I have heard much worse, late night at a karaoke contest. He honed right in on Bernard and began singing even louder. Bernard, being Bernard, could not resist the opportunity for a duet, so soon they were both singing along. The man then began to philosophize while strumming the cords of the guitar. He was solving the worlds problems, deep in ponderous conversations when we decided we were ready to move on. This is when without any apology, he asked Bernard for 10 pesos so he could buy more alcohol. Keep in mind that this was about 8:30 and he was just finishing the bottle he had in his hand. Nothing like thinking ahead so that he didn’t go without!
As we walked, we passed several store front businesses, a vegetable stand, an internet cafe, and swim suit shop. As we neared the corner, we could not help but notice a man standing behind a portable cart next to the road, radio turned up, and him singing and dancing to the 80′s rock. We were getting all the genres that morning! He was mixing up fresh smoothies. They looked great, fresh papaya, mango’s, strawberry’s, pineapple, you name it, he was adding it in. He was having a great time, singing, dancing, and smiling all the while. The people so far were just in the happiest of moods. It was just a little contagious.
We stopped at a recommended restaurant for “The best breakfast in town”, Choco banana. They are well-known for their semi frozen bananas dipped in chocolate and the covered in granola. I have to admit is was very good, although pricey compared to other places we found later. We were particularly impressed with the artistic cafe mocha that was served. Besides tasting great, it was also appealing to the eye.
Our next stop was the launderia where I could drop off my clothes to be washed, dried and folded. We met Leo. He is a local that was celebrating his one year in business, so he was under cutting the other competition in town, offering the lowest price for the services. As we walked in, we noticed parked outside, a prime candidate for the “VW’s of Mexico” photo album, a green convertible bug. The home-made convertible job, and the missing front fenders all added to the uniqueness that was this bug. As it turns out this bug was owned by Leo, the launderia owner. I told him what we were doing, so he said, “Sure, you can take a picture”. He then said, ” I take one of you in it”. We had fun talking about the car. He said he was leaving it just the way it was. He did not want to fix it up just for running around town. It has its own character already, and the owner was equally a character, as we seemed to run into him all over town, later on.
We walked back to the hostel, full from breakfast, and full of anticipation for all this little town had to offer. We couldn’t wait to get out and explore the area, but I wanted to get in touch with Angela to see what her doctor had said. As we climbed the stairs to the hostel, we noticed other people had began to stir. We met several friendly people right off the bat. One of the most amazing things about hostel’s are the people you meet. You are exposed to different cultures, ideas and traditions all in one location. Two of the guys we met stood out and became quick friends with, Brendon from Perth, Australia, and Pete from Ireland. They had both independently traveled to the hostel ,backpacking across the world, and met there. We had a great time looking at the big world map hanging on the wall, discussing each others countries. We also met people from London, Germany, Mexico, and even the U.S.! This was a miniature melting pot and everyone got along fine. I was intrigued with how many people, particularly young, were on world travels by themselves, exploring other countries for months at a time. When I was in my early 20′s, it never occurred to me that it was possible to see the world. I thought you had to work hard early, so you could see the world later. Man, just think of what stories these guys will have to tell by the time they reach retirement. Most of them worked a few months, long enough to save up travel expenses, and then moved on until the money ran out. I envy the free spirit, and seeming fearlessness exuded by the people we met.
I was finally able to get in touch with Angela, she was ok! This was great news. She had contracted a bacteria in her system, likely picked up from something she ate while travelling. The doctor wanted to observe and check her out again after the antibiotics, so it might be a couple of weeks before she returns. I did not like that possibility, as we have never been apart for more than a few days in the 18 years we have known each other. This will be a new experience for both of us.
We will make the best of it here in Paradise and wait it out. Hopefully she can get back soon and we can continue on with our trip across Mexico and Central America!