Now today I am posting some photos and a little story that happened this past Sunday morning here in Mahahual. I am not trying to embarrass anyone, or anyone’s family with these photos and story. I just happened to be in the right place at the right time.
I am also not judging anybody, I myself have woken up on the beach here after a wild night of partying. In fact everybody I know here in Mahahual has woken up on the beach here hung over at one time or another. I knew a German woman here who got drunk and passed out on the beach almost every night when she was here and with me in Xcalak.
When I used to live above the Tropicante, I used to get up in the mornings all the time and see people sleeping or passed out on the beach. It is no big deal here, and it is also quite safe, no one usually bothers people sleeping on the beach here. I know in South Carolina if you get drunk and pass out on the beach, you will wind up in jail, not here, they just let you sleep. So what I am trying to say, it is cool to sleep one-off on the beach here in Mahahual.
So now on to my story. Sunday morning I headed into town to get some things done before I headed back to watch the Packers football game. I ran into Jose and Tami, two expats who live here, on the beach in front of the Tropicante. I was standing there talking to them, and I looked over my shoulder, and I saw the following little episode play out.
I tell people all the time that Mahahual is the “Mayberry” of Mexico. “Mayberry” being the town on the old Andy Griffith TV show, from the 1960s. I tell everyone we have one town drunk like “Otis” here in Mahahual, and we only have one. Our town “borracho”, or town drunk is now a guy named “Zombie” The workers and waiters on the malecon, gave this guy his nickname “Zombie” because he staggers around half the time drunk, and collecting cans for money. He never causes any trouble just walks around drunk all the time. I have seen him go up to cruise ship tourists tables after they leave, and chug down whatever drinks of alcohol they have left over. Nobody knows his name, they just call him, “Zombie”.
So as I am talking to Jose and Tami, I notice “Zombie” come up to they guy passed out on the beach. He notices the bottle of rum besides the guy on the beach, he picks it up, looks at it to see if they was any more rum in the bottle, shakes it, turns it up to see if he could get a drop out, and shakes his head, and puts the bottle back down. He then tries to wake up the guy passed out on the beach, and keeps shaking him to no avail. He then just staggers off to find some more booze, and the guy passed out on the beach still does not move.
So “Zombie” staggers off, and the guy just sleeps it off on the beach. The guy passed out I think is a local fisherman, I have seen him around, but never seen him like this on the beach.
Just another Sunday here in Mahahual.
Thanks for reading,
Stewart Rogers USA-South Carolina