So we decided to do some quality team-building at the beach. The Suburban that we rented online was not available when we showed up to pick it up so, after some creative negotiation, we drive away with shuttle van. Odd but functional.
We were headed to Maruata in Michoacan but, just 30 scant kilometers before our destination, some land skirmish had erupted into a full-on conflict. One of the groups had the road blocked with sandbags and was fully armed. They’d already kidnapped some tourists from Jalisco and we were warned that if we continued, we’d be next. I’m not sure how real the threat was so I tracked down some of the federal soldiers stationed there and they confirmed that it was not safe to go any further south. So, we just pulled up to the closest beach, unloaded, and threw down a three day party. Teams were built, booze was consumed, there was volleyball, surfing, guitar playing and singing. We all have sunburns and mosquito bites but a good time was had by all.