Well, Paul and I are now almost 4,000 miles away from snowy Eugene. Along with Paul's brother Ian, we ditched the snow and flew to Sayulita, Mexico. It's beautiful here, and a much needed break from the snow and from grad school applications.
Sayulita is a small little hippie town. It's been consistently about 86 degrees. The water is clear and at body temperature. Yesterday I learned how to surf! On Monday we're going whale watching! It's been lovely. There are enough tacos, margaritas, and skull art to make me happy forever.
We are staying in a loft above the bookstore about two blocks from the beach. The bookstore is cute and makes us free lattes in the mornings. We climb up this tiny winding staircase to get to the room, which has old terracotta floors and super high ceilings.
This is the view from our rooftop deck. Sayulita is really lovely. It's not very touristy. There are no hotel chains or resorts. Everything is painted brightly. The most common mode of transportation is a golf cart or an ATV. There are cars, but the cobblestone streets aren't great for driving and all of the cars have to go slow through the meandering streets and around the meandering people. Things are very relaxed and very, very beautiful.
We spent a long time on the roof last night reading our books. Then we watched the sunset. It doesn't get much better than this.