We just returned to Punta de Mita last night after spending the morning with a wonderful gathering of Yelapan gringos at a place called Passion Flower, nestled in the forest off of the river trail. I shed tears from the moment I saw Obama, and there were many in that room who were also overwhelmed with emotion. His speech was inspiring and the vibes intense. It was very special to be with so many enthusiastic, positive people, even way down here.
Yelapa is a really special, magical place and I know I will return someday. Many Americans and Canadians who were here in the late 60's like Marolyn, and early 70's, have bought land, built beautiful palapa homes, and have nurtured the native gardens. The local villagers and the gringos are friends and rely on each other for their livelihoods. There is an abundance of fresh water, fish, and fruit in the area, and fresh vegetables are brought in daily. There is a special consciousness there that comes from shared skills and education; the cobblestone paths are clean, and people smile continually. It was hard to leave such a paradise. We spent the last night eating fresh shrimp and salad and drinking tasty tequila with Ron and Diana from Sebastopol, at their friend's house overlooking the bay, and it was a great way to take it all in. Good times! Our pump should be here by the end of the week, and we will stay in La Cruz to get the refrigeration fired up. We will then be on our way again.
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