To start this story, I have to provide a little background. Friday night I was walking down the malecon on my way to Nohoch Key to watch the local gringo band that gets together here. I passed a white woman sitting on a bench wearing a New England Patriots sweatshirt. I thought to myself, that it is odd, so I turned around to talk to her. I asked where she was from and she said Boston, and we started talking, and come to find out, she and her husband are vacationing here and doing some diving. They had rented a car, and had gone to Xcalak, and now were spending a couple of days here in Mahahual.
Well as we were talking, her husband walked up, and then they decided to go with us to see the band play down the malecon. I introduced them around to some of the locals, and they got to talk to some of the expats that live here. The Hurley’s have a car, so they asked if I would show them around Mahahual on Saturday and show them some properties, so they could get a lay of the land.
I showed them all around Mahahual, and then we took a ride down the south coast road towards Xcalak. I wanted to look at some cocoanut plantations down there, and show them some beach property south of town. We got about 8 or 9 kilometers down the road, and I thought since we were in the neighborhood, I would drop in on my old friend Captain Huacho, and check out what he is up to. I had an email request from someone who is on a cruise ship on March 11, and they wanted to know if I could book them a trip to go to Captain Huacho’s to snorkel and spend the day.
I thought the Hurleys and Denny, from Indiana, would get a kick out of meeting Captain Huacho, so I took a chance and dropped in. He was there and I introduced him to everyone, and we sat down and had a few drinks and had a conversation about Captain Huacho and his past. He was very entertaining as usual, so the Hurley’s decided to come back with us the next day for scuba diving and a shore lunch at his place.
The next day being Sunday, we planned to spend the day at Captain Huachos and then head back to Mahahual and watch the Super Bowl at Padrino’s, the local sports bar here. We left at about 9am, or 10am, depends on what clock you were using here, and it takes about 45 minutes to get there.
We had a little wait, and then we went on Huacho’s boat for scuba diving and snorkeling.
After a great day on the water and scuba diving we headed to shore for our shore lunch. We were served lobster salad and ceviche, with some cold drinks.
After a long day of scuba, beach, and lunch, we jumped in the car to drive back to Mahahual to watch the Super Bowl. The Patriots were playing, so the Hurley’s are die hard fans, we had to make it back for kickoff. For some reason, Karen Hurley is the driver in the marriage, so it was her job to get us back in time. I have to admit she did a good job driving on the dirt road back to town, and getting us back in time.
We went to Padrinos, because I had reserved a table there to watch the Super Bowl. We got there a little after kickoff, and settled in to watch the game. It was the first time i had ever watched a Patriot game with true die-hard Boston fans. It looked like the Seattle Seahawks were going to win, but New England pulled it out in the end with an interception for the victory. I think the Hurley’s and I were the only ones pulling for the Patriots. They were excited with the win, a perfect end to a perfect day.
That is how we do the Super Bowl in Mahahual, beach during the day, then sports bar at night. I will always remember the time I spent on Super Bowl Sunday with 2 New England fans from Boston, here in Mahahual. And this all came about because I asked a woman on a bench about her New England sweatshirt, and I end up spending an enjoyable weekend with some true blue Pats fans,(and a Hoosier), and watching the Super Bowl, after a day at Captain Huachos. You never know who you might run into in Mahahual. It does get any better than this. This is how we do the Super Bowl in Mahahual.
Thanks for reading,
Stewart Rogers USA-South Carolina