Emily and I arrived in Mexico last night. Our resort is beautiful, but the food is basically inedible. We spent all day today sitting on the beach or by the pool reading. I tried to sail a small, one person sailboat, but failed miserably. I thought that my sailing experience in Sudan would be sufficient, so I rented a boat from our hotel. The first time I got about 20 feet from shore, then headed into the wind and came right back to where I started. The second time, I went out much further, sailing parallel to the shore. When I passed the resort, I tried turning around and heading back. The wind took me right into the resort's swimming area. I narrowly dodged some swimmers and landed on the beach. Someone helped me pull the boat ashore so I could get someone to sail it back. The guy who rented me the boat seemed to have no problem zipping right back along the shore to the dock. When I get back to DC, I want to try taking some lessons.