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The Return of Sun Day

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It was so hot for so long this summer. Not just normal heat, but a my-eyeballs-are-sweating-and-I-am-losing-fluids-so-quickly-I-may-just-completely-evaporate kind of heat. We woke up in the morning with so much rime on the sheets it looked like chalk outlines at a murder scene. Going to the beach was so much work, requiring major preparation and a Hydration Plan, that we just didn't bother most Sundays. We instead opted to sit in the air conditioning and have Movie Day.

Not-a-Hurricane Rick did all of us a huge favor. All of his blow and bluster finally moved out the heat and humidity – for good. Since the storm, the weather has been pleasantly warm and the air clear. The summer humidity caused such a haze that I had almost forgotten what the islands looked like. And everything is so clean. I am back to thinking of Mazatlan as paradise.

With childish glee we packed the beach bag last Sunday and went out to enjoy our first Sun Day in months. We had already verified that our favorite palapa was still sturdily standing with a firm roof in our after-storm recon. I slid my feet into my flip flops, grabbed my sunglasses, and we were out the door to actually enjoy, rather than dread, a day in the sun.

We walked down the stairs to the palapa, preparing to walk on the beach and find just the right spot for our table when I realized that although we had verified that our palapa was still there, we didn't actually check to make sure the beach was still there. The level of the sand was over two feet lower than usual, exposing lots of sharp rocks. The ocean was significantly closer, and there was a good two foot drop from the lowest step of the palapa to the beach. Hmmm...I guess no toes in the sand for us. We took a table on the cement slab and pondered how long it would take for the beach to come back.

One of the first things we noticed after we sat down was how quiet it was. There were very few people on the beach, just the opposite of what I expected on the first beautiful Sunday. It didn't take long to realize that I couldn't hear any music. No strolling bands, no boom box guy, no radios, not a single note – not even a child humming to themselves as they played in the sand. Silence. And it was beautiful. Even the vendors were for the most part absent. I guess they didn't want to cross all those rocks on the beach.

In the hush of the whispering waves, with no people to distract us, we were able to just sit, be still, and commune with beauty. The colors of the ocean were rare and magnificent, ranging from deep turquoise to pale teal. The waves coming to shore were a translucent jade. And everything sparkled. Watching the water was like having a kaleidescope of simple grace.

Eventually, a few vendors showed themselves, and a few bands made the rounds, begging us to ask for a song, and things felt a little more normal. We chatted idly and drank dew laden Pacificos until the sun slipped quietly below the horizon, eschewing it normal peacock display for a delicate apricot death of the day.

Now, we are heading out the door, beach bag packed, in excited anticipation of what Sun Day will bring to us today. I'm sure I'll bring back pictures.

Comments (2)
  • jennifer
    I did snap a few more pictures this past Sunday. You can see how much sand disappeared in this picture of a palapa. The blue paint on the supports ends where the sand used to be.
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    And this cement wall was not visible at all before.

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  • Michael  - Amazing
    Where does all that sand go? A little vacation perhaps? When does it come back?
    So many questions. See you soon.
  • jennifer
    I have wondered that a lot myself, but we know it always comes back. In this case, there is a great deal of it right up against the sea wall. What used to be a ten foot drop from the malecon to the beach is now only five.
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