a cosmopolitan fiesta...

after yoga philip and his mum, pamela had us over for dinner al fresco to see off her french friends, francois and ghee...

(both philip & pam are fluent in many languages including french, of course)

pamela and me. she is a fascinating woman.

a tough broad who's lived a million lives all over the world and she is still a beautiful young thing.

in a word, my dream blueprint.

the people in the village talk a lot and think philip and i are sweet on each other.

i can see why, i do look at him with adoring eyes.

sadly, there is no salacious scandal going on here.

mi con amigo.

felicia y philip a la hammock.

mr. & ms. happy.

im smiling.

amanda a la hammock.

still smiling.

headstands in the yoga studio.

you can see the bruises from my surfboard.

dont try this at home.

gaby, my instructor wants to take more.

las olas mas grande mas tarde el dia.

surfs up y'all!!!

p.s. sorry not to post more surf pics. crima es muy problema en la playas.

all is full of love...

woke up.

made smoothie.

walked past a field of dreams.

admired the flowers.

cloudless blue skies.

paradise.

surfed 3 breaks at playa avellanas, river mouth and little hawaii.

posies

wake up.

make smoothie.

go to yoga.

pick a posie.

hitchhiked to santa cruz with some israelis.

ate lunch.

que rica comida.

found fruit on side of road.

held in in my shirt as to appear pregnant.

got picked up immediately.

learned the fruit is not to be eaten, rather dried out and made into decorative bowls.

i was stoked.

with love and many thanks,

amanda

the dance...

had some friends over for dinner last night to celebrate our individuality and singledom...they are pretty much the crew i roll with here in the village, but last night they became team crazy...

here is philip the welsch!!! he's a crazy behind the scenes kind a guy...look at his sinister stare. anyway, he and i shared a perfect day, we surfed and layed in the sand and walked to a fishing village and bought fish. then we found a broken down shack on the beach and a machete and sliced open coconuts. he wrote a message to me in the sand. it was loads of fun.
felicia, a.k.a. deisel and the acme of the term hot mess!!! she baked us a chocolate cake.
we ate fish tacos and wrote each other valentines...

chocolate hearts, the best kind...
so there was a big dance in the village, we decided to take prom pictures before. sabo, captain america and amanda hug-n-kiss, take one.
forbidden fruit take 2.
phil coppin a feel...hes naughty, that one.
and the rest, well i cant post them...it was a fun night all around and probably the best valentines ive ever had, the whole day.

happy birthday mandy crawford!!! you are part of my insides. love you and may your birthday be magical!!!

las picturas

hitched all dia...

happy birthday jackson..

my nephew jackson turns 12 today and i miss him very much.

he would get a kick out of the fact that i was awoken by howler monkeys grunting all night and that i see mad iguanas todos los dias. cant seem to get a photo of those slippery suckers.

im lucky to be the aunt of such a smart and compassionate young man. 

i love you jack.

im getting into some photography.

this is a portrait i took of coco, a peruvian, who has lived in playa negra for 11 years. 

he stands about 5 feet and is a sick surfer and good friend.

wavves...

road trip to playa junquillal

the mascot...

right peelers...

tried to post some video, but havent the patience for that...maybe later.