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Published: January 18th 2009
Day 15 was a travel day, we caught the bus from Guadalajara to Colima passing by 2 volcanoes, 1 extinct and 1 still active. Then on the next bus to Tecoman Laura felt like Sandra Bulack in the movie speed as the bus driver did not reduce his speed to less then 130 Km regardless of how tight the mountain turns were. Nevertheles we arrived at Tecoman and immediataly caught a bus to the small coastal village of San Jaun de Alima. see Video.
On route to our destination, our bus was stopped at an army check point and 3 young military men boarded the bus with M16's, semi automatic machine guns and enought spare rounds to take down a small government. Finding no small government aboard, apparently Laura seemed to be the next obvious choice. They searched her backpack and finding no Tucan or kilo's of cocaine they winked and gave her the thumbs up.
San Jaun de Alima consisted mainly of small family run hotels and the odd corner store. This town is frequented mainly by mexican vacationers, although to our pleasure it seemed quite deserted while we were there. The waves were large enough to be
fun for Neil but gentle enough that Laura felt safe. The beach was hard packed making it easy to walk and yet still felt soft on your feet. It streched out as far as you could see in both directions. The only thing holding this beach back from being the perfect paradise were the bitting sand flies. We went to dinner at Corals, the only real restaurant in town where their mascot was a parot named Poncho. It was quite comical to listen to the owner and the parot argue back and forth. In defiance, the mischievous Poncho picked the hotel keys off the rack and threw them on the floor. We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening sitting on the beach watching the sun set and reading our books and thinking every day should end like this.
Day 16
We walked the beach and then explored the back streets of San Juan de Alima. While walking the quiet dusty back streets a voice called out " Hey where are you from?". This was our introduction to Jim and his friend Manuel. Jim who is from Washington (pronounced WaRshington) bought some land up the mountain and
has planted aqave in hopes of getting a 100 fold return on his investment. Termites ate the wood out of his trailer so he was staying with Manuel. We spent the rest of the day playing in the surf and reading our books, no bus schedules, museums or cathedralls, just relaxing the day away.
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mi san juan
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