Get a room

As always, the beaches were packed by the time we arrived. I have no idea how many hundred thousand. Luckily the tide was on its way out, so we had only to claim some sand in front of the people who had arrived earlier in the hopes of having the best spot and wait for the ocean to recede.

The people sitting behind us were interesting specimens, to say the least. As we set down our blankets, some of the older members of their party began to complain that we were sitting in front of them. The daughter of the group, who was all of about 14 years old snapped back that we didn't look like the type of people to drink too much and cause trouble so they should just leave us alone. She then proceeded to yell at the father for plying her brother with alcohol so many hours before the event.

So began the evening.

Both father and son made light work of a couple mickeys of somethingorother and in under an hour were completely plastered. Father and dishrag girlfriend then began alternating periods of beating each other up, making out and licking each other. Daughter did her best to try and break them up and instil some sort of decorum but was pretty much powerless.

Extended family and friends began to show up as the evening progressed, followed by a thick cloud of smoke. They were just as rude and crude.

Du and I ended up getting kicked a couple of times and they weren't too careful about not kicking sand onto our blankets. Each time though, daughter was in like a shot, doing damage control, apologizing for the actions of her father and brushing off the sand. It must be terrible to have to live around that, especially when you're not really taking part in any of it.

Except for the smoking. Damn, she could smoke like a pro.

We amused ourself with a game of travel Scrabble. I had one of those games where it doesn't matter what you do, you're always one letter short of a decent word, like "aggregate" or "bagatelle".

The fireworks, though. I've already said that they were some of the best I've ever seen. Mexicans sure know how to put on a good show. The show lacked a lot of variety in colour and types of fireworks, but it definitely didn't suffer much. It was well synced to the music and had some of the biggest fireworks shot far higher and wider than I've ever seen. I had a lot of trouble trying to photograph some because they were so huge.

Filled my memory card before the show was over. Apparently 1 gig is no longer enough for me.

The show would have been absolutely perfect had the drunk and the dishrag kept quiet, but unfortunately parts of the show were punctuated with "Ben, Ben, I love you!" Some people really need to get a room. Preferably a room that locks from the outside.