blogger entry: 3/20/04
spring equinox!
spring comes to mexico, and so much has changed in the past 2 weeks, mainly my perspective... drastically! numero uno, Paolo having to depart northward and back to life, instead of being able to gallavant further south with me... in general, so many uncertainties about being able to make this project self-sustaining, down here where the roads eat vehicles alive... i certainly understand Paolo's reasons for having to get back... but have a feeling i'll soon see him again down here in these climes... so then, from Mazatlan: the next 9 hours drive, further south... a big question mark... and a gracious landing... in the sweetest of jungle towns: Sayulita, to which i wrote an ode :)

i am overblown, Sayulita, and yes i know timing is everything...
after a 9 hour day of driving: indeed
an hour before landing having bought some mysterious jungle fruit
from a smiling woman street vendor (later come to find this fruit is an aphrodisiac)....
and so i've never come to so quickly love a place,
a village... this throbbing jungle mini-city
or at least it seems a sort of homecoming,
with homefires burning many times that what Zipolite could ever be...
ie) unspoiled: enchanted: Sayulita
Just that one more tankfull of gas
and that last bit of bumpy mileage that has in fact spared me.
maybe subconsciously Mazatlan scared me, or justifiably put me on guard;
But it was immediately apparent, now, as i touched down in the townsquare
about an hour after sunset on a tropical saturday evening....
center of activity, maybe still 75 degrees... a mild ocean breeze:
there is a purity and prosperity around Sayulita...
beautiful people, beautiful night, a rhythm and flavor just right...
and i walked right into it, a dusty astronaut beat from the road-burn..
...to a hero's welcome (welcome home to the well-kept secret): Sayulita
for anyone who understands, instantly with a smile, what they've found... Sayulita
twilight arrival in a jungle-town... like stumbling upon BurningMan, in progress! Sayulita
like i'm 16 again, summer and sneaking out at night... Sayulita

looking for my friend Eva, at the internet cafe,
the hub of the well-scrubbed jet-set and their social activities...
an artful artery on the info super-highway (is this still Mexico?)
I walked in (or was i levitating?)
with a fixture of a smile, like through the gates of heaven,
half a dozen girls that made my jaw drop, dressed jungle-sexy
Eva was out for the night...
instead a great guy who bought me a beer, and his beautiful wife, ex-patriots:
they were already living my dream... that i'd dreamt up on the Zipolite beach:
and i return 8 years later, with an RV, computers, solar panels...
and via walkie talkies, they led me to their perfect little jungle house...
and the next day, the perfect jungle beach, HERE: at the bottom of this hill...
and now with my RV indeed stuck, blissfully (too steep a climb for front-wheel drive)
in the middle of the night (the sound of waves and jungle noise)
beautiful beach: where next week we'll throw a bitchin jungle party...
and then we'll absolutely need a tow-truck to come rescue me!
or perhaps i'll stay lodged right here... absolutely safe from anything
safe from uncertainty... under swaying palms... mi estudio y yo...
camping out in the wilds, just a mile from the "city", not a fear in me: Sayulita
i have been taken under her wing / i have been given the brass ring
like Kerouac's mecca, in On the Road, the finale:
except that these best things are free: atmosphere and energy: sustainability...
and i know that this is just the beginning...
nomadically speaking, this is a home i know i'm not soon leaving...

...and a few days later, the ode comes true:
presenting, Sunday 3/21: Eklektro Equinoxio
solar-powered electronic drum circle all-day
electronic music and campfires all night
"Playa de Passion"... just a half-mile walk from Sayulita...
and this perfect location just landed in my lap...

and as i learn more about the area, i come to learn what a fantastic
arena it is for new sounds, with world travelers always passing thru...
with casual beach locations ever-ready for the enterprising...
how easy it is to throw live events....
and how great to come to meet Aaron (DJ Propane Albatross)... and his wife Andie ... sailors, turned Mexican homesteaders... or eklektro "home-fires" as i like to say....
I have a feeling this party is only the beginning...
and while Aaron's extra 2 solar panels turned out to be a fantastic loaner...
given how much shade we have to deal with here in the tropics.. near the beach,
the vegetation grows thick... but we have solutions for everything...
I have a strong feeling this area will come to be my half-the-year kinda home...
and i'm not soon leaving...
but when i do, i suspect it will be a quick trip back (june?), and I will be leaving the RV down here (thru BurningMan, and rainy season here)...
going back for 3 months or so, to fix the Camel, to consolidate storage...
to further liquidate, and try to find a ride back down.. amongst my friends
who might want to get a jump on the season... after Burningman...
bring broken stuff back to get fixed...
bring more stuff down, to perfect the systems...
Eklektro Mexico... who knew?