Day 3

Todos Santos, Mexico

The perfect day! Woke up early (I love waking up early with out an alarm clock!) got a bit of work done: secured an Girl Scout Troop After School Club! Drove to the store for eggs, tortillas, half n half and then made coffee and breakfast for the ladies.

Jen and I headed south "location scouting" for our next beach in which to jumprope but were sidelined along the way by my friends in Elias Calles and Salitral. We ended up spending most of the day playing cards and watching the rain come in from the mountains. By the time we left this Southern area, it was time for dinner so we drove back to the casita to find Jaime working...still. So we busted a move and walked to downtown Todos Santos where we checked everything out in the stifling heat. In a small coffee shop, we found relief with air conditioning and iced americanos: perfecto.

It was at this coffee shop which we met a couple new friends with which we made a date to jump with at 9pm in the town plaza in front of the church. We walked back home to find Jaime and we were off to jump in the plaza with Daniel, Diego and a gaggle of pre-teen chicas.

At first the kids were amused as we practiced some jumping and rope tricks. Jen learned some rope tricks with Jaime. I played with the most adorable 4 year old twins and learned that I still can't count to ten in Spanish. I was amazed as I watched Jen pick up the sweet moves that we all know and love: Matrix and lasso with some ducks and jumps, she also learned to jump elevator...maybe she'll join us when Flat is out for surgery in October. . .






Anyway, after A LOT of convincing, the young ladies finally tried jumping with us. By the end, they wanted to know when we would return to jump again. It was really fun and super, SUPER hot. Weirdly though, we noticed that nobody here sweats...seriously, our clothes, hair and everything were dripping with sweat but no one else seems to feel the effects of the oppressive humidity.

Side note...while I was "blogging" this blog entry, Jaime came out of the shower, shrieked, stopped in her tracks and was silent for like 60 seconds. Jen and I were like, "What?! WHAT?!" finally she exclaimed, "SCORPION!" and she was not joking. It was a 6" scorpion, in our casita, still as still could be. It was insane. We all stood and stared at the venomous monster for a few more seconds before I saved the day. I put on my cape and cowgirl boots, grabbed an empty plastic cup and cupped the heck out of the scorpion and then stood back and proudly took pictures of my prey. Satisfied after about 10 minutes of picture taking and admiring the amazing power of something so small (big though, for a scorpion-seriously, we just wikipedia-ed it) we let him go in our beach cooler that is outside our casita. Tomorrow, we will take some more photos and figure out what the heck to do with him. We considered throwing a frog in the cooler just to see how a scorpion works but decided that was sick. We retreated to the casita with our cowgirl boots and jammies and are now settling in to watch a movie....with the lights on.





xox,
Andrea Jean