Eat this spread on a dirt floor under a canopy of palm fronds while being serenaded by roosters, a green parrot and the sound of half-naked children chasing baby piglets. Great food, the joy of swimming in warm water and a near-death experience. That's a vacation. We spent last week in Mexico. The Inn consisted of eight bungalows with thatched roofs, a small swimming pool, a grill that made good waffles for breakfast and a comforting lobster and corn chowder soup for dinner.
Surfers are a strange bunch.
They're more likely to send you to a beach that has rocks, great white sharks and man-eating turtles. The surfers from Bakersfield happen to be a nice group. Maybe it's a combination of age and being unable or unwilling to put on airs. These guys have a few waves under their board shorts. If they miss one, they're comfortable that there might be another wave outside.