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I'm in beautiful Puerto Escondido, staying at Hostel Shalom. Last night I got pretty drunk and swam, naked, with some lovely French women in the deserted waves of Carizzalillo Beach. I highly recommend getting drunk and swimming naked, unless your health is a concern.

Tonight, perhaps I will get lucky with one of two Italian girls who are staying here. I'll try to curb my drinking a bit, though. I still feel a bit hung over and it's already dusk.

Surfing is a new staple in my life. It's absolutely delightful. I feel incredibly calm and happy afterward.

Sooper pumped to leave Valladolid and get to Puerto Escondido. I hope it lives up to my expectations. I'm in contact with a hostel on workaway, Hostal Shalom. It's near three different beaches with various degrees of surf breaks, including a calm, swimming beach.

I'm tired of the daily situation here in Valladolid. It's gotten repetitive and I'm itching to move on. Today I got scolded for chopping down a plant in front of the house (there are several and I was told to cut them down--apparently I was somehow expected to know to leave this one) even though I'm fairly certain it had been dead for some time. I'm ready to put this place behind me. As quaint as Valladolid may be, I haven't been enjoying myself here very much, all told. I did get some decent pictures here, though, I think. I only recently replaced the battery for my camera's light meter, so who knows how the previous rolls came out...

Let's get some waves and some more sun, maybe a couple margaritas. Maybe I could sip them out of a coconut? That would round out the fantasy nicely.