Wow the fun of developing world computers, I get weird accents on my words, lose y good and necessary friend spell check and idiosyncratic touches like this machine won´t let me have a title. So picture it to be Disco Beach Redux

The night of my last blog we had an intense thunder and windstorm that lit the entire sky, rocked my hammock, scared Heather so much that she slept with a pillow over her head and brought a wonderful breath of cool air.

To return to an earlier theme one of the question I got asked a lot was what will you do all day? Yesterday was one of those brilliant examples of how strange a day while travelling can be. We spent the first 4 hours of the day (which I admit didn´t start until 10ish) searching for a Frisbee to play with on the beach, the first one we found was much much to expensive at 4$ so we kept searching, eventually finding one at 2$ at a Bodega Giganete. Another couple of hours was spent find, haggling, buying and returning from getting Sarongs for Lee and Heather.

Being Saturday night we decided it was time to go out in a big way, which in Acapulco means the Legendary Disco Beach. Shocked to be back in Acapulco was one thing, I thought it was crazy to go back to the site of Colin and I´s 19 year old adventures. But I was sure I´d be robbing mi amigos if we didn´t so I strapped on my dancing sandals and off we went.

I apologize that I don´t have photos to share from the night to do the club justice so kind reader you will have to indulge me a moment while I describe the place for you.

Located in the heart of the tourist district it is a 2 floor club with 4 different bars inside, a large dance floor with multiple platforms, walls covered in a stucco finish that is meant to resemble snow and it spills out on to the beach as it is completely open on the waterfront side. Add to this many people getting their drink on, crazy hot Mexican nights and a variety records spun and you begin to get the feel for what the club is.

We talk our cover charge down from 30$ to 25$ with all of us vowing to get our money´s worth and in Mexican Prices that means we needed to knock back about 10-15 drinks each. Starting at 10 we had exceeded that goal by 1am and are starting to debate heading back to the hotel to call it a night. However, this was not what the night had in store for us as the table next to us full of beautiful Mexicanos sends over an envoy of two to say that one of her cousins wanted to meet Lee (Apparently he´s dreamy.) Soon the tables are combined and we are partying until 5am. Lee and I getting Latin dance lessons (yes I lack rhythm even here) and Heather having a rather handsome dance partner for the evening. There was an awkward moment when the girl that Lee and I were both sure was hotter the habanero confessed that she was only 15 (Photos to come guys calm down). The night drew to a close as the sun began to make its intentions to ruin the night known. In the hasty goodbyes that followed we failed to get email addresses for any of their party but did extract a promise to meet in front of the club at 10am.

Lee woke me up this morning for that meeting with a slap to the leg, quickly springing into action I raced to get ready to meet the birds. However, the whole time I had a vague sense that it wasn´t the best idea. Arriving at the agreed location at 1015 (Yeah we are on Mexican time here) the girls were nowhere to be found. Foiled, but it did reinforce the old rule that sometimes it is best to let a night stand as it is, and to not try to chase yesterday´s fun.

Hope you are all well. Let me know what you want to hear more about in the comments.
-FiveSix