Once upon a time Rocky Point was considered a “sleepy little fishing village.” Today, not so much. But if you take the time to get to know the people and the culture, you will discover what weekenders and full-timers have known all along: Rocky Point is one of the most laid-back places on the planet. With a generous dose of attitude adjustment, you will find the day-to-day problems of the world will simply melt away. I recently had a sit-down at the BooBar with long-time buddy Jay Nichols from Iowa. He was, at first, hesitant to spend time in Mexico. Gradually, he changed his mind.
JAY: I think you should buy me another shot of tequila.
CAP’N GREG: I think you have me confused with Warren Buffett.
JAY: I already ordered two rounds of Tecate, and you only ordered one.
CAP’N GREG: There are six empty bottles on the table, so you could be right. Let’s ask the bartender.
JAY: Wait. You waved two fingers at him and he’s bringing another round.
CAP’N GREG: Funny how that happens.
JAY: How are we going to split the tab?
CAP’N GREG: How does fifty-fifty sound?
JAY: One more beer, I don’t care if it’s seventy-twenty.
CAP’N GREG: Glad we solved that problem. Now, hand me that menu.
JAY: You ordering something to eat?
CAP’N GREG: That’s usually what happens when I look at a menu.
JAY: I’ll have what you’re having.
CAP’N GREG: What are you? My mother-in-law? Order your own food.
JAY: The burgers look good.
CAP’N GREG: They are. But I’m getting the shrimp.
JAY: I need one more shot of tequila. You want one?
CAP’N GREG: No thanks. Gives me heartburn.
JAY: Gives me a buzz.
CAP’N GREG: Tell you what. If I can have half of your buzz, you can have all of my heartburn.
JAY: It’s a deal.
CAP’N GREG: So what do you think of Mexico now?
JAY: If it’s anything like Rocky Point, I love it.
CAP’N GREG: Somehow I knew you would.