As Gord eluded to i have stepped through the looking glass and find myself in a state of perpetual relaxation and dejaview. So to elaborate on my last blog; the days here are the same; nice and relaxed. What a life, although the locals find it to be boring i thoroughly enjoy the calm atmosphere that is Cabo.

This place is not without danger though. For example, a one of the guys i was riding with the other day had a bad wipe out and cut his hand and shoulder up in the rocks. Then he had 2 flat tires and a bee sting. I mean really.........one could choke on an olive or have your beer go down the wrong tube. s*** happens in Cabo too. I'm being really careful not to trip on an uneven sidewalk blocks or to take a long walk off a short pier. Maybe my eyes could even become over stimulated and fall out of my head at the beach. There is a lot of very fine scenery here as you can see in the pictures. I'm sure to look like another ridiculous tourist that lost his contact in the water, or got sand and suntan lotion in his eye. From there who knows what could happen; walking into lamp posts and such.

In short i am told it is necessary to remain well hydrated in this heat and to rest often in order to stay healthy. As a result of this torturous regime I don't have a lot of time to blog. I suppose that when i get home everyone who wants to know will have to take me out for a beer and i will fill in the blanks. I'll be sure to use English and wear more clothes.

BTW: for inquiring minds, the disco is at Cala Reona beach. I don't really have any particular beer that i drink. I just order 'una Cerveza por favor' and they bring me whatever is on tap. Sometimes i say 'un botella de vino de la casa.......tinto por fabor' maybe 'Buenas tardes senor, un botella de Rivera del Duero por favor' when im feeling confident.