Well, here we are, in a sleepy, wet little mountain town were the coffee is rich and the internet moves as slow as the pace of life. And that's pretty slow folks. We spent the past few days, camping in a park in Ciudad Valles after a nice little jaunt to a river outside of a town called El Sauz. It was nice to get wet without getting sandy, but let's not forget about the mud. Mud down here is unlike anything you think you know about mud in the states. It is indestructable, sticking to everyting it can. But all natural disasters aside, we are enjoying ourselves.
A very special thank you is in order to my parents, Laurel and Greg Moore, yes this is Liz writing, who saved our lives when we realized, due some errors in matematics, that we had only $2 left in our account. Mexico may be cheap in some regards but $2 still aint shit. We were able to get groceries, use the internet, and breath a little sigh of relief as we continue to do what we do best, wait. We will be chilling in this little town, pop. 8,000 for the next few days, hopefully the retirement will be here this thursday and then its south and fast. Rolando is leaking like a mother when we sleep and the rain doesnt stop so we need to get there before the back end rots away. Its not that bad though, all things considered. We are still in Mexico after all. Looking forward to that sunshine and that beach in Manzanillo though, thats for sure.
Also, a preemptive thanks to Flo, Tracey's dear friend, who not only cooked us an amazing going away dinner so long ago in West Oakland, but is genorously donating to the cause tomorrow. Thank you to everyone who has helped us, we never would have made it this far without you. Well were off to enjoy some more of the delicious coffee this area is known for. Yes, you should be jealous.
The 6 wet waiters
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