Great Night

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Captain's lost pollo
I while back Nicole Lahoz-Arne had asked me if I had attended any church services since I had been down here.  I told her no and she said that was too bad, she had gone while her family regularly vacationed in Mexico and she had really enjoyed them.  Well this Sunday I had planned to attend  church with a couple of the maids at Jerry's place.  Mike, Bruce Tavaris and myself, picked the ladies up at El Squid Roe ( a particular place to start your Sunday, I know, but it was the only place they were sure we could find our way to) and headed to their church.  I was originally of the understanding that their church was right behind Squid Roe, but as we continued to drive, I became increasingly concerned, and Bruce was really concerned, that this was a set up.
On our way out to sea for the Sunset Cruise with Nick, Jon, Ron, and myself.
  But eventually we did make it to their church.  It was a non-Catholic Christian church where the pastor spoke in English and then a woman translated it in Spanish.  It was very interesting hearing the English terminology and the subtle changes that had to be made to create a similar Spanish meaning.  The pastor was from Iowa and used some mid-west terminology so that made it enjoyable, but other than that there wasn't anything spectacular about the service.  When we returned home, Jerry took us all to Zipper's, a little grill right down by the surfing beach and then I had to take another couple to the airport, Craig and Elena.  They were a very nice couple from Seattle, who complimented me by saying I was the best intern they had ever seen down here.
Chris and Barret
  I found that flattering but didn't take it to seriously.  Anyway, upon my return to Florencia I was able to witness an amazing feat.  Captain, the dog, has this little rubber chicken toy that he loves to play catch with.  Well Nick threw it and it landed on a palm branch.  Not near the trunk, but far out on the branch, right in the middle so it was stuck there for several minutes, waving in the high winds, driving Captain crazy and he searched for it.  It was eventually knocked down by a well aimed sunscreen lotion bottle.  For the evening activities, all the remaining guys, 7 of them, had planned to take a sunset cruise and had asked me to come.  Due to the fact that I am traveling for the next year, money is tight and I said I couldn't afford it.
I took this picture, I am pretty freaking proud.
  Well Jerry came down and started asking everyone what they were doing for the evening and everyone replied they were going on the sunset cruise.  Jerry asked me if I was going, and replied no, I am trying to save my money.  Jerry said to me, "Oh, you should go! I'll pay for it.  I got the money."  I said "Jerry, I am pretty confident that you have the $35 to take this cruise, but I don't want to take you money."  Eventually he convinced me and boy am I glad he did.  I had an amazing time.  All the guys were great, we had free drinks on the boat, the staff was great, the sunset was beautiful, and I spent 45min of the trip chatting it up with this women from Mexico city, completely in Spanish.  It was amazing, and we were talking about complicated stuff like the current political problems in Mexico and its implications for the United states and I said it was government corruption and she said it was poor education, but I was able to convey all my ideas and I could understand about 90% of what she was saying.
Gentleman's Quarterly
  It really blew my mind.  It was nearly effortless.  Anyway, after the great cruise we met Jerry at the Shrimp House for dinner.  Now it is very common for musicians to walk up to you table and play music for you in exchange for tips. That being said, this evening produced a twelve year old boy playing the guitar and singing while a man on crutches, claiming to be his father, collected the tips.  Now I don't fancy this to much and Jerry, who normally loves musicians, told me if they came to our table to tell them to go away.  After the two had gone table to table and the other tourists had lauded the boy with praise, causing me to become increasingly upset, they walked up to our table and I let him have it.  Just as the man began to speak at the other end of the table, I interrupted him in a loud, stern voice, almost shouting and said, completely in Spanish, "Not here Sir.
Trouble
  We will not pay to listen to him play the guitar when he should be at home studying! We'll pay him when he is a doctor or and engineer, not to play the guitar!"  The man was obviously taken aback and said, I could say what I wanted to say but not angrily.  I said okay but we will not pay him.  The man said okay and left.  Everyone at our table asked me what I said so I told them and they all loved it.  I was a little sorry that the other table couldn't understand it but I felt good that we had stood up against that child being exploited.  Anyway, we left there, went to Ripp's bar where I got to meet the owner and one of his sons who were both really nice guys.  I accidentally spilled a beer on the son and he completely blew it off.
Me with the Owner and son of Ripp's bar.
  That always impresses me, just ask Chris Mitchelle. Not for Kids any more. From there, we went to Cabo Wabo where we got more drunk and decided to go home.  We were walking up the ramp to the parking lot when we realized it was only 11:00, so we turned around and went to Placer's Strip Club.  Now one of our guys we were with is gay and the last time he was here, I took him to his very first strip club and got him his very first lap dance.  He was so disgusted, we had to leave immediately.  Well he decide to return the favor.  He got me a lap dance from the nastiest girl at Placers.  I can tell you, it was not enjoyable, and I felt bad for the girl because I was visibly uninterested.
More trouble.
  We stayed for about and hour, had a good time and made our way home.  All in all it was a great night! 
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Captains lost pollo
Captain's lost pollo
On our way out to sea for the Suns…
On our way out to sea for the Sun…
Chris and Barret
Chris and Barret
I took this picture, I am pretty f…
I took this picture, I am pretty …
Gentlemans Quarterly
Gentleman's Quarterly
Trouble
Trouble
Me with the Owner and son of Ripp…
Me with the Owner and son of Ripp…
More trouble.
More trouble.
Chris and Myself Yachting
Chris and Myself Yachting
Cabo
Cabo
The Arch, this side is the Sea of …
The Arch, this side is the Sea of…
Whats that
What's that
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