Back from humid, Puerto Villarta [see previous post], and I thought I'd share a few quick photos/comments in the obligatory-post-vacation-blog-post. Ready? here goes:

First of all, the exchange rate is rather steep. One US dollar is equal to over eleven Mexican pesos. I walked around feeling like a wealthy mexican land baron, or, at times, a tourist that was certain to be stabbed.



I'm not positive, but I think this old couple walked out into the ocean and never came back.



I ran all about the town, mostly drinking tequila and Corona, and not really buying much stuff. But, I did spend some cash in random third-world internet cafes. Imagine a computer filled with every malicious virus, and annoying pop-up pages that could be possible - and then multiply it by ten. Also, the keyboard was in spanish, or whatever.



The time I didn't spend getting sunburned, intoxicated, or occasionally overcharged by poolside waiters - I decided to get into some adventures.



I rode ATVs and JetSkis all over the sea and land. On my ATV adventure, I rode for hours all through farmlands and villages, until ending up at a genuine tequila factory. Below is a picture of me, and my newfound friends at the factory.



And, the vacation also marked the one year anniversary of me and my sweet girlfriend, Kyann. Here's a photo of us after several Mexican martinis.



Ahh. Good times.

But now I'm back...
and certain wrongs need to be set right. Hasser continues the photo jihad against me. His last post against me was an interesting move. He told me at a recent summit (happy hour) that he was shifting his photos into a more friendly theme. We'll see. So where does that leave me? I could easily post a picture like this:



But we've already seen that - and I think he looks rather dashing, anyway. So, I'm posting this:



Hasser (or Greg, in this photo) giving some money to a stripper. It's not a bad photo, but it would make his mother cry. And, I don't think that's outside the rules of a jihad - making someone's mother cry.