Santa Cruz

Santa Cruz

Rising early with the sun, we set our destination to San Blas.in hope for finding some of the world class waves that are rumored to exist there. After arriving in San Blas we found the RV park I researched and we decided to move along. San Blas is known for its abundant mosquitoes, and the park had millions along with those thorns that like to attack Ivy’s fluffy coat. There were also numerous Mexican dogs roaming freely. We headed south to Santa Cruz.
Reaching Santa Cruz we drove up tiny alleys made of cobblestone in search of another RV Park. We soon found one. Pulling into the park giant trees, Hawaiian flowers and meadows of grass surrounded us. We had arrived. This place was beautiful, and the giant squirrels jumping from limb to limb agreed. We met a nice couple with a trailer who were camped next to us and proceeded to get comfortable. We stayed here for four nights.

The park had four pools and we again after the first night had the hotel/RV park to ourselves. Unfortunately Dorian while surfing out front stepped on a sea urchin and it broke off in his foot. He looked to me for help digging out the urchin spine as it was in a part of his foot that was hard to reach. I couldn’t do it. He finally got it out by digging it out himself with tweezers and a healthy beer buzz. He’s the man. In his eyes I think the worst part was not being able to surf for the following four days.

We treated ourselves to fresh margaritas at the restaurant and met the guy maintaining the property. He worked extremely hard and seamed very used to talking slow so the tourists could understand him. Although we had the place to ourselves we were told that it gets packed during our winter.

Dorian quickly grew frustrated from not surfing so after relaxing at this paradise we continued our journey. We were excited to have rested up and to start another adventure.