The coconut groves stretched for a hundred miles or more and made the landscape spectacular and tropical. Here we stand at the side of the road while dad takes a quick photo for the record.
Pete and I took a little siesta and hit the surf for another evening sesh before collapsing in the tent for a GOOD nights sleep. Those blow up air mattresses are much more comfortable than sleeping on hotel concrete slabs!
The next morning was our last. We planed to surf till we dropped, pack up our camp sight, and take the last long drive of the trip to Puerto Vallarta so we could catch the plane the next day. Trust me, Pete and I really did plan on staying out from seven in the morning till two in the afternoon but I don't think our bodies had planned on it. I'd say we surfed a good solid three hours before we put up the surrender flag and made our way out of the water. I finally got a satisfying wave in with three good backside snaps and decided it was time to go in because I wasn't sure if I could manage another one, I might have ended up falling flat on my face. I will say though that there is nothing more satisfying than being dead beat worn out from surfing. You really feel like you've accomplished what you came to do if you leave a trip barely able to move your muscles.
I want to catch some more waves to tell stories just as my dad has told me as I am growing up.
After taking the same amount of time to neatly pack up as we did surfing that morning, we all got on my dad's Mexican express as we drove back to Puerto Vallarta.
The last day of the trip was the longest. I am really starting to dislike airports and customs after having to deal with them so much. Well, eventually we made it home after a hectic day in airports and almost missing one of our flights (we actually delayed the flight by seven minutes!) and here I am now typing up another story of yet another successfully Mexico trip. All I can think of right now is how I just can't wait to go back next year to surf the black sand beach and further challenge its power to my limits. I want to catch some more waves to tell stories just as my dad has told me as I am growing up.