It rained again last nite! Man is the rainy season ever gonna be over? I shouldn't complain since it's almost always at nite, and might even be cooling off the nite air...nah I don't think so. And- holy crap! It leaked a few drips in our room again last nite!! The guy who did the work and said he was gonna come over, of course never did. Like I always say- in Mexico if it's not in your hand- you don't have it. But it rained hard for quite awhile but there wasn't too much water coming in, just a few drips...kinda weird. But today the ocean was amazing! We went in down by Chela's cause the low tide was so low, there was no little pools to sit and paddle around in front of the rocks. So the season is changing ever so slowly..
Our trip to Morelia was really nice, It took 12 hours on toll roads to get there and about 600 pesos. But the way back was only about 9 hours (would have been shorter except for construction in Acapulco), and less than 500 pesos in tolls. The first day we just got our hotel on the hill and kicked back. But the next morning we went to see Everardo's very old and ailing aunt, then later found his brother totally by accident. Pablo is a traffic cop and we saw him in an intersection! The two brothers were a touching site as they hugged and were so excited to see each other after 6 years. Pablo is a very sweet man, very sentimental and I liked him very much. The traffic is crazy there, seems like everywhere in Mexico. Kind of an organized chaos I guess but way too nerve wracking for me!
His sister lives in a small town about half hour or 45 minutes away from Morelia. We stopped in a tiny village before hers and picked up food from the open market, the juciest beef, tortillas and all the fixin's, and when we got there we all dug in. Her 2 daughters and son were there, they are 20,21,22 I think. The oldest is a mom with 2 girls 3 & 5, who were shy with me that day but all over their uncle haha. I won them over the next day on our little road trip.
On the third day Pablo came and picked us up, we all went (Sam too) in his van, out to breakfast then out to pick up sister and the 2 little ones. We went to the town Everardo was born in and raised until he was 7 and his mom died; then he and his brothers and sister moved to Morelia to live with Grandma and other aunts and uncles. The name of the town is Tendeparacua. We saw their house, nobody lives there now and it's falling apart, but people still live in the town and they saw a guy they knew way back when. His mother passed away in 1968, so this was a guy from a long time ago. We went out to the cemetery and saw his mom's grave. There is a headstone with some broken tiles and when we go to Puerto Penasco, we're going to go thru Morelia because he wants to repair the headstone. Her name was Eloisa. My Mom's name was Eleanor. Two E's...
Oh, when we were at breakfast with Pablo, and they let Sam come in by the way, they served Atole, this hot drink that almost tastes like oatmeal, and they served it with a plate of this stuff that looked like brown sugar (called Piloncio). They put the stuff in their mouths and then sipped the atole.
On the last day we went sight seeing by ourselves for about 3 hours- we didn't even bring Sam ha ha. We ate breakfast in one little cafe and then later sat in a sidewalk cafe sipping cappuccinos and watching people walk by. Kinda my favorite part. Then Everardo got a shoe shine from a guy with the shoeshine box. Poppi told me how when he was 9 years old he was a shoeshine boy in the plaza around the cathedral (which is where we were). At 9 yrs old! He said it was only 1 peso then, and the cops would chase him off. We came into town by cab since we didn't have Sam since parking is almost impossible...
We found his brother and had a good hug, then went back to get the truck so we could go over for him to say good bye to his aunt. On the way back we found his other 2 cousins (brothers) who have had a taco truck for more than 40 years! They only have to work a couple of hours a day; they sell out in under 2 hours- every day! Both brothers have purchased houses, have families with kids, all paid for by working this taco truck, on the same corner, except about 7 years ago they had to move across the street. They probly make 5000 pesos a nite- or more!
Morelia is big city, and like the mafia in the US years ago, there is a family that all the businesses pay - all the businesses, big or small, and the city prospers. This is all I'll say about this.
So the next morning we drove home and it took all day. But nice to be home. Yesterday we didn't do much, well I didn't do much. Everardo went with Gume to get oysters, Poppi mostly just tried to get used to going down deep cause it hurts your ears, you have to get used to it. Me and Sam went swimming, yes I went in by the rocks- the pool was there yesterday and was proud of myself for working on my fear of being smashed into the rocks ha ha. Then I went and sat in this big rock where the waves splash over and make little puddle with tiny fishes in them. I left cause Sam kept trying to walk up the rock and was slipping all over. The I sat on the beach directly behind our house, and just let the surf come up and hit my legs. It was nice. I saw this little crab, the kind that carries his shell around with him on his back, I stayed still and he got brave and walked right by my toes ha ha. Then it was hammock time and a new book, which of course led to a nap.
We are in agreement that we are done with hand washing the laundry. Washing and hanging os not really a problem. It's rinsing! Impossible! I basically take the clothes into the big shower next to the kitchen to rinse. And Poppi does his own white tshirts, but it just isn't worth it. We found a place in Marquelia that does it for 10 pesos a kilo- yipee-sold! I almost took the clothes to the arroyo to rinse, that's what a lot of people do while there's water in it....So today we dropped off laundry and the next great thing was the guy was finally (after 2 months!!) at the Telcel place to get my IPhone unlocked!! Another yipee, it should be ready in a couple days. Of course we have no cell service here in Playa Ventura, but since we always have to go to Copala or Marquelia they do work there. I've been using the phone for a clock and a camera haha.
The phone is still not working, we called Telmex again...and paid the bill today- crap- but if we don't pay there's no chance of it working, if we do pay they should fix it. They have fixed it a few times...
So when it rained last nite we had no phone and the tv went out, but we had internet and lights...yeah Puerto Penasco looks better all the time ha ha.
Went for that swim today and saw this young woman, Carolina who is from Ft BragCalif; her husband is related to Gume, and they're building a house here. She was here for a few weeks back in June, now here for 2 weeks, leaving Saturday. But she speaks English! So I talked her head off ha ha. They decided they do not want to live here, only visit for vacation. Well my internal dam broke and I told her I was ready to go too! We talked about all the things that are so hard here....no grocery store, bank, gas, coffee shop, activities...and she's in her 20's with 2 kids. Ha ha we both talked and laughed alot. And when you talk about stuff, well it's like here when I write stuff, it gets more clear in my head.
Well more about my clear head tomorrow.
Our trip to Morelia was really nice, It took 12 hours on toll roads to get there and about 600 pesos. But the way back was only about 9 hours (would have been shorter except for construction in Acapulco), and less than 500 pesos in tolls. The first day we just got our hotel on the hill and kicked back. But the next morning we went to see Everardo's very old and ailing aunt, then later found his brother totally by accident. Pablo is a traffic cop and we saw him in an intersection! The two brothers were a touching site as they hugged and were so excited to see each other after 6 years. Pablo is a very sweet man, very sentimental and I liked him very much. The traffic is crazy there, seems like everywhere in Mexico. Kind of an organized chaos I guess but way too nerve wracking for me!
His sister lives in a small town about half hour or 45 minutes away from Morelia. We stopped in a tiny village before hers and picked up food from the open market, the juciest beef, tortillas and all the fixin's, and when we got there we all dug in. Her 2 daughters and son were there, they are 20,21,22 I think. The oldest is a mom with 2 girls 3 & 5, who were shy with me that day but all over their uncle haha. I won them over the next day on our little road trip.
On the third day Pablo came and picked us up, we all went (Sam too) in his van, out to breakfast then out to pick up sister and the 2 little ones. We went to the town Everardo was born in and raised until he was 7 and his mom died; then he and his brothers and sister moved to Morelia to live with Grandma and other aunts and uncles. The name of the town is Tendeparacua. We saw their house, nobody lives there now and it's falling apart, but people still live in the town and they saw a guy they knew way back when. His mother passed away in 1968, so this was a guy from a long time ago. We went out to the cemetery and saw his mom's grave. There is a headstone with some broken tiles and when we go to Puerto Penasco, we're going to go thru Morelia because he wants to repair the headstone. Her name was Eloisa. My Mom's name was Eleanor. Two E's...
Oh, when we were at breakfast with Pablo, and they let Sam come in by the way, they served Atole, this hot drink that almost tastes like oatmeal, and they served it with a plate of this stuff that looked like brown sugar (called Piloncio). They put the stuff in their mouths and then sipped the atole.
On the last day we went sight seeing by ourselves for about 3 hours- we didn't even bring Sam ha ha. We ate breakfast in one little cafe and then later sat in a sidewalk cafe sipping cappuccinos and watching people walk by. Kinda my favorite part. Then Everardo got a shoe shine from a guy with the shoeshine box. Poppi told me how when he was 9 years old he was a shoeshine boy in the plaza around the cathedral (which is where we were). At 9 yrs old! He said it was only 1 peso then, and the cops would chase him off. We came into town by cab since we didn't have Sam since parking is almost impossible...
We found his brother and had a good hug, then went back to get the truck so we could go over for him to say good bye to his aunt. On the way back we found his other 2 cousins (brothers) who have had a taco truck for more than 40 years! They only have to work a couple of hours a day; they sell out in under 2 hours- every day! Both brothers have purchased houses, have families with kids, all paid for by working this taco truck, on the same corner, except about 7 years ago they had to move across the street. They probly make 5000 pesos a nite- or more!
Morelia is big city, and like the mafia in the US years ago, there is a family that all the businesses pay - all the businesses, big or small, and the city prospers. This is all I'll say about this.
So the next morning we drove home and it took all day. But nice to be home. Yesterday we didn't do much, well I didn't do much. Everardo went with Gume to get oysters, Poppi mostly just tried to get used to going down deep cause it hurts your ears, you have to get used to it. Me and Sam went swimming, yes I went in by the rocks- the pool was there yesterday and was proud of myself for working on my fear of being smashed into the rocks ha ha. Then I went and sat in this big rock where the waves splash over and make little puddle with tiny fishes in them. I left cause Sam kept trying to walk up the rock and was slipping all over. The I sat on the beach directly behind our house, and just let the surf come up and hit my legs. It was nice. I saw this little crab, the kind that carries his shell around with him on his back, I stayed still and he got brave and walked right by my toes ha ha. Then it was hammock time and a new book, which of course led to a nap.
We are in agreement that we are done with hand washing the laundry. Washing and hanging os not really a problem. It's rinsing! Impossible! I basically take the clothes into the big shower next to the kitchen to rinse. And Poppi does his own white tshirts, but it just isn't worth it. We found a place in Marquelia that does it for 10 pesos a kilo- yipee-sold! I almost took the clothes to the arroyo to rinse, that's what a lot of people do while there's water in it....So today we dropped off laundry and the next great thing was the guy was finally (after 2 months!!) at the Telcel place to get my IPhone unlocked!! Another yipee, it should be ready in a couple days. Of course we have no cell service here in Playa Ventura, but since we always have to go to Copala or Marquelia they do work there. I've been using the phone for a clock and a camera haha.
The phone is still not working, we called Telmex again...and paid the bill today- crap- but if we don't pay there's no chance of it working, if we do pay they should fix it. They have fixed it a few times...
So when it rained last nite we had no phone and the tv went out, but we had internet and lights...yeah Puerto Penasco looks better all the time ha ha.
Went for that swim today and saw this young woman, Carolina who is from Ft BragCalif; her husband is related to Gume, and they're building a house here. She was here for a few weeks back in June, now here for 2 weeks, leaving Saturday. But she speaks English! So I talked her head off ha ha. They decided they do not want to live here, only visit for vacation. Well my internal dam broke and I told her I was ready to go too! We talked about all the things that are so hard here....no grocery store, bank, gas, coffee shop, activities...and she's in her 20's with 2 kids. Ha ha we both talked and laughed alot. And when you talk about stuff, well it's like here when I write stuff, it gets more clear in my head.
Well more about my clear head tomorrow.
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