While the highlight of the beach trip was the non-GMO corn discussed earlier (I also just tasted a real corn tortilla. It was so rich!), there were a few other notable experiences.
It was my first time wearing my backpack without a shirt on. The office went back to the hotel in two groups, and my group left earlier. The backpack was still in the car, and I wanted it when I arrived at the hotel, so I brought it with me. And, since I had just gotten out of the water at the beach, I was sandy. For some reason, I was more worried about my cheap shirt getting sandy than my awesome backpack.
Fireworks aren't just used for American 4th of July celebrations. At the night at the beach, people were walking around selling firework guns (and tons of people would buy them and shoot them off).
Imagine you had a bunch of fireworks -- simple stuff like ground blooms or crackling balls. Now imagine that you could shoot them up 20 feet into the air and that they would explode at precisely the correct moment. Now imagine that you had a gun that would automatically shoot them up every 2 seconds until you ran out of ammo. That's a firework gun.
Most of them were pretty reasonable. The one that was a little bit much to bear was the super crackling ball (my dad's favorite) gun. Every two seconds, there would be a massive crackling explosion in the sky that would continue exploding for about a second, as it was falling closer to the ground. Once or twice, one fell a little close for comfort.
Also, I learned that women swim with their shirts on because if they don't, they are labeled as a prostitute.
The swimming in general seemed a little more passive (ie, sitting down in the water and letting it flow over you) than in the
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