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Dreams have been elusive. I'm certain that I'm dreaming, but the influx of Spanish verbs and syntax plus other events seem to be crowding out dream memories.

Spent a lot of time catching up on my Spanish lessons. Am now caught up so I won't have to burn the media de noche candles to stay on track.

Ten days left in my decision window. My niece sent me some preliminary info on the place in Baja. It gave me a clear picture of where it's located and how I'll have to fend to get to town (12 miles/20 km). The palapa is on a playa (beach) that is frequented by RV's and campers (no hook ups). Appears to be a collection of taxis that can make the trip to town and back. Or, can hitch rides. The playa has two cafes and there are perhaps other places within walking distance.

Vendors come by daily with water, vegetables, fish, propane, etc. To refresh my pesos, I'd have to go to Santa Rosalia (2 hours by bus) or ask someone who's going there to withdraw cash and bring it to me. The good news is the palapa is not right in the middle of the town. The bad news, the palapa is not in the middle of the town.

Hurricane Otis seems to have given up the ghost and did not cross the peninsula as was forecast.

Dance class tonight. Will be good to move about and dance to the music.
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Dancing was OK. I started to get a bit tired. It was partly the dances--some were just slow and pokey. Not all that inspiring. Partly, I just ran out of steam. Had a big lunch, but it may have not been the best for me today. Perhaps should have stuck with as more liquid diet. I've been eating a lot of chunky foods--meats and carbs.

Anyway, I'm ready to hit the sack and dream the dreams. Called my daughter and wished her a happy birthday. My friend, P, has a birthday later this week. Ten more days left in my decision-making cycle. Weighing the options.