A Guided Tour of Lyn's Paradise

This beach is four blocks from my house. Would you believe it was totally deserted last Friday night, when I had a candlelit dinner on the sand with a charming and captivating woman? There was no sound but the waves. The boulevard from Chahue beach to my residence is dotted with palm trees in the middle plus cumbia and bachata dance clubs along the side. There's a supermarket next to my home. Here you find the freshest and most delicious Mexican cuisine beside a global selection of cold beer. Damn near paradise!

My town square has a historic church on one side, a shopping mall offering movie theaters on the opposite side, cafes on the remaining sides, singing jungle birds in every tree, and elegant blushing girls on every bench under the trees. Somebody wake me; I must be dreaming.

My university campus is surrounded by rainforest with bamboo stands and reclining iguanas right outside my office window. I breathe fresh, moist, oxygenated air. Shall I read a book, sip a coffee, listen to a song, or chat with a babe? Despite many wrong turns on my life journey, this world-weary traveler seems to have stumbled into the best of all possible destinations. Much gratitude to God. Readers who plan to visit Huatulco should email me to have a hammock and cold brew waiting. Don't even think of moving here! I've peed on every tree in the plaza notifying the world this paradise is mine.