After sailing all day and night, we arrived at the Acapulco Yacht Club in the late morning. This was my first try at med mooring, and it was easy. But, of course, we had no wind or current to work against us. Lucky again. You can buy Corona beer from the delivery truck for cheap bucks, and the trucks carry armed guards. Acapulco was cleaner and prettier that we expected, but we spent most of our time at the very busy yacht club. We took rides into the city for shopping in very old school busses that are painted bright colors. They play loud salsa music and carry a full load most of the time. We met a boat here that had suffered major damage when its anchor broke loose at Puerto Escondido. Since Puerto Escondido is a surf spot, we decided to try it in spite of what happened to the other boat. But when we arrived, we found the anchorage crowded and rolly. Plus the surf was big but unridable. There were several surfers in the water, but we never saw one make a wave. There were two discos on the beach that played loud music until 3 or 4 in the morning. We left as soon as possible. Leaving Puerto Escondido in our wake, our next destination was Huatulco, a pretty resort area that has several peaceful coves. We dropped anchor in the first one, which had no name. A seal lives in the cove and attracts tourists from Huatulco, five miles by boat away. Seals don't normally venture down this far, so this one was a rarity. After enjoying this cove for a week, we went down to Huatulco harbor to check in and reprovision. From Huatulco we motored across the gulf of Tehuantepec with a destination of Puerto Madero, but were unable to stop there due to high waves breaking across the harbor entrance, so we just kept going. Next stop: Puerto Quetzal, Guatemala.