Baja California along the coast,
a little fishing village Loretto
White Seashell, Sand
I walked along the beach
Everybody was out fishing
to get the catch of the day
I Decided to cool off in the sea
Water Waste high slow Delicate stokes
The taste of salt in the air
Schools of fish everywhere
Bumping, kissing all over my body
Passing by calmly without fear
First, I was afraid I couldn’t move
Until I realized they weren’t piranhas
I enjoyed the majestic
Ambience of the moment
I swim with the fishes
Staying among them
As soon as they came
They were gone
I want to thank Ben Noah Suresh
Who wrote a poem
“I swimming with the Fishes”
His poem made me think of this vacation
Memory. Some people will never know the sensation of having hundreds of fishes bump into you all over your body. and will allow you to swim along without scattering everywhere.
Inspired songs
1) put your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee by Ocean 1971 lyric video
2) Mind on fishin’' by Trace Adkins
( this one will make you laugh)
For two dollars they we’ll clean skin and cook your catch of the day and serve it to you. Of course, it was several years ago.. The entire town went to siesta(Took a nap) from noon until three.
Walking down a desolate street they have a beer exchange.. Turn in two empty bottles and they give you one bottle of beer. The Federale ( police) was walking by, and he took the **** of his resolver and opened our beers. There was an American building a bar. He told us no permits were necessary just a lot of bribe money to get the necessary permits fast. he offered us lunch. He had a goat leg draining in the back. He put it over a fire and served ladies first. I never had goat leg but after several beers in the hot sun and a hungry belly, anything‘s possible.