Mexico 2013: Paved With Potato Chips

Such a beautiful beach! Such a strange palm tree!

I can't remember the last time I actually climbed a tree, so was impressed with my husband's nimble attempt.

Examine that classic mischievous smirk, and then just imagine what my husband did next with the coconuts.

YAY!

I love the liquidy reflection on this glassy sea water.

So strange to see my ginger in the water without 3 shirts, a hat, a hood, and sunglasses. I'm very much pro those sun protection devices, but nice to see a smiling face too.

I even found a 50-centavo coin in the sand! OK, that's about 4 cents USD, but still exciting. Finders keepers.

Time for an afternoon siesta.

Yay! Such a fun beach visit. On the way back to town, we followed a truck that had delivered resources to Punta Allen. Apparently one of the boxes didn't close right, so tons of lunch-sized bags of potato chips flew out and were all over the place. I neglected to photograph this hilarity, but when reflecting on this adventure, we both wax poetic with "for as you know, the road to Punta Allen is paved with potato chips."