When we arrived in Barra de Navidad (about halfway to Puerto Vallarta), it had been RAINING (which has never happened in 5 years of driving down here), and in the morning, we had a pool of water up to our bottom step that went over our ankles. It stopped for about one hour, so Peter took me into town on our scooter, & on the way back, he went through the mud on the camp road, scooter slipped, & Carole landed right in the huge mud puddle! (Sorry, no one had a camera handy). It rained like a hurricane, and we were just happy to get on the road again toward Puerto Vallarta.
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Sorry to hear of your spill on the scooter, but pleased that you are okay. I would have loved to have seen you getting up from your surprise mudbath. Would have loved to hear your choice words of exhortation to your hubby ;-)
You've inspired me. I've started a blog of my own: candyscontemplations.blogspot.com
So far, it's just a journal of my daily Quiet Times.
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