We only have to go about waist deep to see hundreds of fish. Rus was lucky enough to see a pufferfish yesterday. Liam said he saw "a fish like the one in that movie Finding Nemo" this morning.That's me in the picture, in case you couldn't tell...
Documenting our adventures and keeping friends and family informed of where we are and what we are doing.

In an issue of National Geographic Traveler, Rus showed me a good quote that was related to an experience we had. It was about how a man would rather give someone money to perform their native dancing than have him move into the city to work at a gas station. It made us feel better about this fisherman today who wanted money from us. He gave Liam a stick to hold and wrapped sea food skins around the end for Liam to hold up to feed the birds. He kept telling us to take a picture and we have laerned that if someone wants us to take a picture then they want money for it later and we kind of hesitated but we saw how fun it was for the kids so we just went along. We hate being pressured into giving someone money. Then we realized that we would rather give him money and have other tourists give him money for this so he can keep doing what he does than have him do something he might hate, assuming he doesn't hate what he does...









A few of the things we like about Mazatlan:







We met a local man in a restaurant a few days ago who had found some interesting things on the beaches of Isla de la Piedra (one of the above pictures shows a dried sand dollar -estrella del mar- and a recently dead and not so dry sand dollar). He gave these sand dollars and a couple of nice shells to Liam. He also showed us some bird skulls and a manta ray tail with the stinger on it which he would use as a knife. This inticed us into going to Isla de Piedra (Stone Island). We took a small taxi boat (note the picture of Liam in the boat above who will be getting another visit from the tooth raton) and were a little disappointed when we arrived at the beach and were bombarded by vendors. It didn't look as peaceful as we had been told. We walked past all the restaurants, ATV rentals and the RV lot to find the uninhabited beach area. The beach was beautiful, very soft sand, and on the edge of the beach was a huge coconut grove that stretched farther than we were willing to walk. We explored a little in the trees and watched some horses that lived in a fenced-in area in between the trees. A few of them looked terribly undernourished. Walking through those trees was worth the trip. And then on the way back, we saw a black dolphin. I have yet to capture a dolphin on film. There is also a bright green hummingbird that hangs out in the backyard around the flowering cactus (pictured above) that I have tried unsuccessfully to capture.





We went to church yesterday morning only to find that the gate was locked and there was no one around, which we found a little odd because we had gone to that same LDS church a few weeks earlier at the same time and there was a service. It's a mystery...Finding ourselves with plenty of spare hours on a Sunday, we spent some time in the plaza in front of the cathedral catching pigeons.




There is so much to explore around here. We are never without something to do. We live within a few blocks from the beach, the market (where we can get excellent deals like a big chunk of cheese for 15 pesos), four internet "cafes", tons of restaurants, laundromats, even a Salvation Army thrift store.





I think this is the longest I have gone without posting. Don´t worry, we are alive and well. We checked into a monthly-rate hotel (casa de huespedes) this morning after two consecutive nights on buses. Laying down on a horizontal surface has never felt so good. We met up with a friend that we had met halfway to Mazatlan, in Guaymas. He lives in Edmonton but has spent the last few months in Mexico on his motorcycle.





We have really developed a love/hate realationship with Mazatlan. We are never bored, the kids are endlessly entertained, and the weather is always nice. There are plenty of opportunities for Rus and I to make ourselves useful (we had been starting to feel a little useless in Dublan - the only thing we could find was the library work). The fact that this is a much larger place makes it easier to find things to do. There are plenty of spanish classes. There is one institution that organizes volunteer work and there is also a volunteer-run library. Some of the things that we hate however, are the crazy traffic, the noise level late into the night and the heckling street vendors. It seems that there can never be things so wonderful without the contrast of things so terrible. We are a little concerned about Liam's education for the next few months because we haven't found a suitable school here yet for him and even if we did I think it would be too hard on him to go to yet another school where he doesn't know anyone. Before we left Raymond, I got all the material from his teacher that his class would be doing while they were gone. She was really good about taking the time to organize it and meet with me. If we relocate to Mazatlan, I will use this material to homeschool Liam before he heads to the beach every day. I'm just glad that we started this now and not later in our lives when we would have three school-aged children to worry about. Something that we are trying to remember as we make our decisions is that we might never make it back here again and so we should squeeze as much out of the country as we can.