WE SAY, LET SLEEPING DOGS LIE - OTHERWISE THEY'LL EAT YOUR CHILDREN!
SUNDAY in Cabo San Lucas! Mexico is primarily a Catholic country which is why we stayed out last night drinking until the sun rose, slept through mass and then said a few Hail Marys with our Bloody Marys around 1pm or so when we crawled out of the 1972 Ford Fiesta we slept in and made it back to our hotel room. It was sort of a waste of money to pay for the room last night and then sleep in a car in some alley behind a bar, but in all seriousness, we needed a local address for our immigration visas and putting down "alley behind Squid Roe Tequila Bar" probably wouldn't have worked.
Anyway, back at the hotel we laid low most of the afternoon because word had spread about two crazy gringos that had stolen a car and left it behind some bar. We knew we fit that description, and while the Mexican jails are nowhere near as bad as the Jamaican ones (experience is a great teacher), it's expensive to bribe the Federales into bringing beer to your cell. We just figured, lay low, drink a little, take a swim on beach - generally relax and let the long arm of Mexican justice convict some poor day laborer of grand theft auto. Besides, our bail bondsman can't post for us down here ever since the whole "controlled substance" debacle we all had a few years back.
We spent the afternoon swimming on one of the best beaches in the world. It was literally deserted and went for miles. You couldn't ask for a better place to relax and swim in privacy. Stacy even waded in the water without her flip-flops on (risque!), and let's just say that with Kevin's whole foot fetish thing it was rather...ah....er....ah....stimulating? It was a good thing the beach was deserted and that's all we're saying. Look, tomorrow is Monday, here they call it "futbol," instead of "football," but either way its a sport, you can drink and eat while you watch it and that's all we pretty require - especially the drinking part...
Los Cabos Bay from our hotel - we shoulda stayed here! Stacy needs to get a swim suit with colorfast dye!
Laying low - The Federales will never ID Kevin! The sign didn't say anything about wearing flip-flops!
Anyway, back at the hotel we laid low most of the afternoon because word had spread about two crazy gringos that had stolen a car and left it behind some bar. We knew we fit that description, and while the Mexican jails are nowhere near as bad as the Jamaican ones (experience is a great teacher), it's expensive to bribe the Federales into bringing beer to your cell. We just figured, lay low, drink a little, take a swim on beach - generally relax and let the long arm of Mexican justice convict some poor day laborer of grand theft auto. Besides, our bail bondsman can't post for us down here ever since the whole "controlled substance" debacle we all had a few years back.
We spent the afternoon swimming on one of the best beaches in the world. It was literally deserted and went for miles. You couldn't ask for a better place to relax and swim in privacy. Stacy even waded in the water without her flip-flops on (risque!), and let's just say that with Kevin's whole foot fetish thing it was rather...ah....er....ah....stimulating? It was a good thing the beach was deserted and that's all we're saying. Look, tomorrow is Monday, here they call it "futbol," instead of "football," but either way its a sport, you can drink and eat while you watch it and that's all we pretty require - especially the drinking part...
Los Cabos Bay from our hotel - we shoulda stayed here! Stacy needs to get a swim suit with colorfast dye!
Laying low - The Federales will never ID Kevin! The sign didn't say anything about wearing flip-flops!
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