 Our great friend Tammy flew from San Francisco to meet us in Mazatlan for a week of writing projects with Dot. It was business as usual from the beginning. |
 Tammy and Dot stayed here in old town Mazatlan. |
 After a few nights "roughing it" Tammy and Dot moved to the Posada Freeman down the street with a wonderful rooftop swimming pool. |
 This is what you call creative brainstorming. It involves strawberry margaritas and toe-pointing underwater. |
 These pelicans looked amazing overhead. |
 This beautiful view inspired a lot of writing. |
 This classic bar in old Mazatlan retains a smidgen of it's former glamorous quality. |
 Tripple trouble welcomes you to Mazatlan. |
 We enjoyed a day at the beach. Tammy was forced to elevate her broken arm. |
 "What's the worst thing that can happen if I push her in?" |
 Tammy still has a ball, even though she can't get her arm in the water. |
 Paul raises his arm in solidarity. |
 "We're bad. Don't kick sand in our face." |