We found this fish. In the water.

We (the men) went fishing in Mexico. It was kind of slow but my brother Chandler managed to reel in this marlin, which is easily the biggest I have ever seen that wasn't behind glass. He was a good sport so we threw him back. The fish, I mean. Chan is still with us.















The thing about fishing is this: People complain that we are hurting or traumatizing the fish, but I feel that it is a pretty fair trade - the fish gets a free lunch, we get a picture and everybody gets to go home and tell their buddies about the epic struggle they endured. No hard feelings. Sometimes we eat the fish, but in that case I only imagine that he derives enormous pleasure from being delicious.

This was the only fish that we caught all day, except for my nephew Jackson who caught one of the live bait fish with his bare hands and was, in turn, almost caught by a pelican.

-Jordan

And without getting sun poisoning!

I have been to Mexico 4 times now. (Thank you, Sherri!) And the previous three times each involved a general crisping, and once a complete charring, of my skin by the sun. If some reports are to be believed, I'll get skin cancer and die one day from all the sun I got in Mexico on that one trip alone. I got so much sun on those trips it actually managed to ruin everyday of the trip after. Being irresponsible ruined 3 perfectly good trips to Mexico.
Sneaky sun! Hanging right there in sky. And everywhere I go in Mexico it's right overhead. Which of course is disconcerting for me especially now that I'm a Seattlite. We're used to the sun lurking behind several protective layers of the "gray wall."
I will go so far as to say that sun poisoning is as bad as morning sickness. It doesn't last as long, but it comes with the side effect of pain every time you so much as breathe too deeply and the nausea is every bit as intense. But look! I return from Mexico with barely any sun at all. I kept a fog of sunscreen around me so thick that I managed to be out and about in the Mexican sun for hours without getting more than the slightest hint of a tan. You gotta admit that's impressive. And makes for a WAY better vacation. I mean, there was so much to do! I had to enjoy every day I was in Mexico! I mean, between the perfect location on the Marina, the private hot tub on our patio just 10 steps from the pool, the warm clear almost wave-less water at the beach, the submarine trip, the parasailing, burying Kelsey in the sand, the glass factory, did I mention the perfect-for-floating water at the beach? It was pretty much non-stop enjoyment from the minute we got there. Uninterrupted by the sun's best efforts to saturate me with radiation.

Take that, sun.