This day started out rough.
I didn’t sleep that well last night and then Jerry called out room at 7:30.
I had slept so poorly that my stomach hurt.
We got up and got ready and then ate breakfast.
After breakfast we walked on the beach and collected shells.
Tiny Shells.
We also got sand blasted by the wind on the beach.

At 9:50 we left with Mike and Louanne Mason on the public buses and made our
way to the ferry to take us to the Isla Mujeres.
There Jessica and Louanne were to swim with the dolphins.
The boat ride rook about one half hour and presented us with still more wind.

The dolphin facility was neat, Jessica and Louanne were the only
ones in the class.
It was very cool that they got to ‘share’ a dolphin.
The look in their eyes was a constant glow.
The instructor first explained to them the signals they would need to know to
work with the dolphins.
Their eyes brightened even more as the instructor modeled what they would be
doing with a wooden cutout of a dolphin.

Mike and I were instructed to stay a distance away from the area that the
dolphins were in.
I got pretty bogus pictures, but since Mike has such a great camera he was
able to zoom in.
We could hear the gals laughing from our view across the water.

After the dolphins we went to “downtown” Mujeres.
It’s a small town and it is pretty run down looking.
In what was a great decision we at lunch at a restaurant that has
been the best meal so far.
I had some of the best fajitas I have ever had.
We all agreed lunch was fantastic!
As lunch ended it started raining and we made our way down to a shop where
Louanne had planned on buying a belt.
She bought three belts.
We bought four bracelets that we liked.
I was pleased that the shopkeeper, an older woman, had a Bible and appeared
to have been putting it to good use.
We didn’t haggle with her but paid full price.
Hopefully that was a blessing to her.

The ride on the ferry back was brought due to the storm that brought us the
rain.
We endured it and then hopped on a but that amused us once reaching the
mainland.
A passenger was shouting from the first seat, out the window, for folks to
get on the bus.
He was the frontman while the driver moved the bus ‘rapido.’
We stopped to pick up passengers until there was standing room only.
We had to shout and ask for the driver to stop in front of our hotel or else
he might have kept going right past the empty bus stop.

I have a real heart for the Mexican people.
I want to preach the gospel of Jesus Christ to them.
Unlike the affluent Americans they seem simpler, and the Catholic culture may
lend them to an easier understanding of the message of Grace.
Then again, since Catholicism is a works based religion, they might find
grace to be a foreign concept.
I’ll have to talk to some of my missionary friends.

Speaking of foreign, on one of the customs forms they had a typo.
It asked if we were Mexican Nationals or ‘Foreing.’
Since I’m not that much into golf I said I was Mexican!
Just kidding, I filled out the form correctly, but I did think that was
funny.

I have to go get ready for the company dinner so I’ll write more later.

[Randy and Jessica get ready – then go to the company dinner here]

The company dinner was great fun.
Unfortunately Jerry and his two kids,
Grace and Eric
could not make it to the dinner because the kids were just warn out from
their deep sea fishing trip earlier in the day.
We had a good seat in the middle of the table so as the conversations drifted
I could change my focus of attention with ease.
Some interesting food was served, but more than that some interesting and
tasty drinks were served.
Jared and I had these really (really, really, really) cool coffee
drinks.
The waiter put sugar on the rim of the glass and then carmelized it with a
torch.
Then, he poured some alcohol into the cup that he had lit (fire!).
After the fire burned a few moments (5-6 seconds) he sprinkled in some cinnamon
and then he poured coffee into the cup.
Then, he heated a spoon and took the spoon and scooped up some frozen whipped
cream and put it into the cup and then placed the spoon across the top of
the cup.
After placing the cup in front of me he lit another ladle of liqueur and
poured that over the coffee and spoon.
Yum!
Here is a recipe that looks like it might get you
close to the same thing.
We all agreed you couldn’t get this at Starbucks 🙂

The restaurant closed at 11:00 so we left and went back up to our rooms.
Full, glad to have seen some new and fun things and to have socialized.

Resting in Him,

Randy “Eat-A-Fajita” Peterman