Unfortunately, we can’t fly here because of the wind. Traveling east along the coast from Puerto Angel we hit 50 mph wind just past Salina Cruz. The wind was blowing south out of the mountains, so it hit us on the left side. I needed both hands on the wheel to keep the bucking camper between the ditches, and whenever a big truck came the other way, we had “una camioneta bailando.”
Mama said we were welcome to stay and use their facilities, so long as we ate dinner. That was just perfect by me! I had a barbecued fish called “Lisa,” which was excellent; fearful Marcela ate breaded filets.
We were tempted to stay another day, but decided to check out this place. It’s a pleasant park-like setting, and we did end up showing a group of kids how to build paper airplanes.