I want to talk about waves…long dreamy walls of perfection, but apparently they exist in my memory, in my future, but not in my present. We still make the best of it and hit up a real live Rodeo complete with angry bulls, drunken nicas, good (great) street meat and more than our share of laughs. We topped it off with a repeat appearance of fresh caught fish cooked in banana leafs. It’s been raining so much the banana trees shoot out a new leaf pretty much every day, which makes this preparation all that much easier. Oh…and we had another sunset that didn’t suck either!