This entry comes from Nicholas Doyle age 11. He wrote this as a school assignment after staying in Casa Sol
I am in a water taxi headed to Yelapa. Yelapa is in Mexico south of Puerto
Vallarta. It takes 45 minutes to get there. On the right of me I see tons of humpback whales jumping. I can taste the water splashing against my face.
The boat is going around the corner in to the bay. In front of me on the mountain is Casa De Sol. It is the house that I am staying in for the next month. The water taxi pulls into our little beach and I jump out into the water.
The water feels warm and there is fish all around me. The driver throws my hiking bag to me. I walk up the rocky stairs to the front gate. The gate has a sunset over the ocean carved into it. The house iguana is sitting in the rocks staring at me. I walk up the path to the open-aired house. The palapa has a palm leaf roof. I walk inside and it feels like home. The smell of saltwater and the sound of the waves crashing against the rock wall make me feel happy.
On the first floor is a hanging bed, kitchen, hanging couches and a table to eat at. There is an amazing view of the ocean. There are no tv, phones or windows. There are no walls, just beams to hold the second floor up. When you want to watch tv you look at the view and sometimes it’s the fishing channel, sometimes it’s the weather channel and sometimes it’s the nature channel.
I walk up the rock stairs to the second floor. The second floor has wood plank floors like in the movie Swiss Family Robinson. There are two bedrooms. My parents sleep in the front bedroom that overlooks the ocean. There is a hanging bed with mosquito netting over it and a hammock hanging next to it.
Off that bedroom is a bathroom. The bathroom has a toilet built into the rocks. There are walls in the bathroom so you can go to the bathroom without someone looking at you.
I climb up the wood ladder to the Crow’s Nest. That is the bedroom that me and my sister sleep in. There is a bed with mosquito netting over it and next to the bed a small wood dresser. We can look over the railing and see down to the first floor. I get into bed and lay there. I hear the waves hitting the wall of the house and I see pitch darkness except for the stars I see through the little holes in the roof.
I feel the soft bed but am a little scared of the raccoons that come through the first floor at night and the thoughts of scorpions stabbing me. But mom and dad always make sure the mosquito netting is tucked into my bed and they kiss me good night and tell me they love me. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep and dream about the next day of deep sea fishing in the ocean.