Sunday, Feb . 26
Today, I took a much deserved rest—like an old dog, lying in the sun on the porch. I just lay in the trailer, listening to music on my Ipod for much of the day. In the morning, I took a brief stroll around the beach, and noticed the immense amount of trash strewn about in the desert behind the beach. I was even half-heartedly thinking I should organize a volunteer party to pick some of it up. But it seemed futile, if the Mexicans didn’t seem to care.
