October 18th (dia dieciocho) - Paradise
Wondering if I've been suffering the side-affects of our malaria pills, psychosis, as I lay on the beach being massaged by a beautifully exotic, indigenous mexican girl.... Can this really be real? As she weaves her arms over my body, correcting my aura, I watch the bikini-clad tourists around me... Nah, I must still be back in Houston in a hospital dreaming this...
Waking up early, we set out for the beach at last! Long forgotten are the torments of the previous day as our feet first touch the warm salty water of the pacific ocean. Mihai is quick to set out to do some surfing while I browse and chat with the vendors, relaxing in my beach chair under an umbrella and sipping some much needed aqua. A local tour guide by the name of Juan promises to take us out the following day to swim with some dolphins and turtles, followed by snorkling and a seafood lunch in a secluded and more exotic beach. He offers some of the more exotic options available as well, a little peyote, some ganja... too tempting to resist, but we'll stick to the piña coladas.
A quick meal of some delicious sushi, and it's time for a siesta on the beach, followed by a much needed massage... This is paradise at it's best! Unfortunately our good friend Mihai has come down with some sort of stomach flu and his condition worsens every passing hour... We try for a little dinner, but even his great appetite has been lost! We are both in pretty delicate states, but am happy that my problems are passing at last and I can begin enjoying mexican food once again!