Welcome to Yelapa .... 1999 ...

I was told on the boat, ask for Bobby Jones, then for sure I'd find my way ... oh ..

and shower like I'm being watched, on any given day !  So I make my way along the path,

only I speak French, not Spanish ... little children save they day, when they take my bags,

and vanish.   I catch up, eventually, outside a rustic, bamboo gate, curious to see inside,

none of us could wait.  Nunu there to greet me, made it feel like I was home, they way she

barked and wagged her tail, like she was my own.


Alahandro came to build a wall, in my shower with a view, but i still have a pretty vista

when I'm visiting the loo.  Bobby started doing tricks, ( while Phillipo held him up )

Yelapa Angel grew her wings, and said she had enough.  Karina called to keep it down, her

guests were trying to sleep, while Little Dawn and Moses, gathered up the feast of wood

to burn at full moons rise, where once I saw my mother face, in Santiago's eyes.


Pizza at the Baracuda, music near and far, dancing at the Yacht Club, with Elana at the bar.

Movie Night at April's, she'll feed you dinner too, Yoga in the morning, to feed the rest of you

Masquerade on Valentines, Croquet the season through, baseball if CacaVaca says he has

a Bimbo Crew.  Mimi's is live music, every Friday Night, she's just as sweet as honey, and

the jam , is outa sight ...