We should be gone tomorrow, but things never work out that way. There is still plenty to do, including buying food and diesel. Without those we aren’t going anywhere. Anyway, what does one more day matter? We’ve been looking through the guide book a little bit and it seems to me that we have about twenty beautiful anchorages between here and Mulege, just two hundred miles away. Should be some nice easy day sails coming up. We are looking forward to it.

Picked up our new tourist visas today. We’re in for another six months! And very happy about it.

Ouest got her very first haircut today. A Mama Special. She was really excited about it and did a great job of just sitting there and letting Ali snip an inch off the ends. Right up until we got to the last cut at which point she lost her patience and Ali ended up cutting it while chasing her across the deck.

I should just start calling Ouest, Frankenstein. That’s an Adam Sandler movie reference, and one that is quite fitting these days. We try not to argue about clothes with Ouest as we generally just don’t see how it matters too much. So when we were getting ready to go downtown today and she expressed that she didn’t want to wear a shirt we didn’t fight her we just threw it in the bag. Well Ouest gets treated like a rock star on a normal day, so just imagine what it was like for her today in this getup.

A family with a little girl not much older than Lowe stopped to say hi and let the two kids check each other out. When they told her to say goodbye she walked over to him and laid a big wet kiss right on his lips. She kisses, his face turns red and bottom lip sticks out, two tears develop, lips quiver, and then he belts out the cry.