Another trip coming up....maybe....Our plan was/is to go down to the state of Guerrero to our house on the beach in a couple of weeks or so. We have been planning to go back for 2 years now! When we first left, the plan was to come back in 3 months, pick up the rest of our stuff...assess the place a little more objectively since we left so full of emotions. I was feeling so isolated, so beat by the climate...and the bugs...really I should post the photo of how my legs looked for the entire 6 months down there...huge red splotches- did I say itchy?? Everardo was tired, tired of working on the house every day in the heat, tired of dealing with no electricity, no phone, no internet...the one thing we always had was water...ha ha it's been out twice here I think, but the electricity has not...uh oh knock wood it will go soon ha ha. He was always working on something down there; the roof, the sidewalk, the sewer, the cracked walls, the leaking roof ( and it rained off and on the entire 6 months we were there), the water coming in under the window sills....the mud pouring down the driveway into the patio- and that was the first week ha ha!
So to see it again...yeah I want to see the place I dreamed of, the place I visited and fell in love with. How I learned the hard way that a place you visit, a place where you take vacation is not necessarily the place you want to live...I got to go for my dream. I mean really! Who does that??? I wanted to live in Mexico...it had been a dream for such a long time. And I did it. And before it went kinda downhill, it was so cool....I couldn't believe it did it. The nite I left California I cried so hard- my daughters were there and they were crying. My niece and her baby were there, but I was waiting for them to leave so it was just my girls...I didn't know what I wanted to say...but something. It was so hard. To have one thing I had to give up another. My younger daughter was sure I'd never go and so was really heart broken. That was it's own messy problem since we had not been on great terms for such a long time. My older one- she knew I was going and was so sad. Honestly...ok well I have to stop here to have a little tear- I miss them both so much every single day.
Yeah ok I'm back. You know, I want my daughters to live amazing lives, I want them to have dreams and to pursue those dreams. And what....still losing my train of thought ha ha. Ok maybe this is selfish, but my daughters are both adults now, and I want to pursue my dreams as well. I love love love living in Mexico. I do know I will want to go back some day, but not right now. So- back to this trip. Ok even though Playa Ventura did not turn out to be the exact right spot- if I hadn't tried it, I wouldn't know it. What an amazing experience it was. And we laugh about all the things we did in those 6 months before we moved to the next spot. And I want my daughters to see that place, and they will know, they will understand to their cores, down deep why I chose it. It's so beautiful, so exotic, so tropical. Big iguanas sunning themselves outside our back door....helping newly hatched baby turtles make it down the beach to the ocean...that's an experience that was just so awesome- yep- I cried thru that as well ha ha! I want them to experience that. I go back to other stuff, too...the kid with the bucket of milk for sale from their just milked cow....the bread lady who always stopped for a cold drink of water at our house. The warm warm ocean ocean...drinking coconut water from the trees in my own yard.
Everardo and I have had some harsh words about this trip because it might not be the best time to go...the missing students, the mass graves...that's kinda close to us...well and more significant is that there may be no way to avoid the demonstrations and road blocks to get there. He is worried about it, and just wants us to be safe....and I understand that more than he knows. But if there's any way to go- I want to. I wouldn't say we had fights/arguments, but short words, then let it go...then apologized to each other and recognized it's about worry. But he hurt my feelings when he said...you just want to go get some old books- we're not going to put ourselves in harm's way for a bunch of fucking old books. Yes, I do want my books. But I want all the things I just talked about- I mean I want to feel them, I want to sit on my rock and feel all those experiences. Do I want to put us in danger to do it- of course not. I'm hoping that the demonstrations will have cooled everyone off a little. That in 3 or 4 weeks time that there may be some resolutions...or at least some problem solving going on. I know the problems are complex. I don't even fully understand what's happened and I don't think anybody else on the outside looking in understands either.
But some of what's going on know is as close as an hour away from our little fishing village, and like I said, how to get there without driving thru some of it? Some gov't building are targeted for demonstration/occupation in a town barely an hour away. Will there be road blocks? I read tonite that the mass graves are not those of the missing students, so where are they? I don't really want to write any more about any details or supposition around what's going on...I don't know who reads this, and my ego is not big enough to think that anybody it would matter to reads this...but I can see my stats and I do have readers here in Mexico. Alot of things happen in Mexico and everybody knows it...and nobody talks about it. For obvious reasons...get it? So on to something else.
If we leave up here in 2 or 3 weeks, and go to Michoacan to visit family..a week to get there, several days or a week of visiting....maybe a trip to Oaxaca....to Guatemala??? Time will tell.nd of course our ultimate goal is to sell this beach house. Probably someone from DF would be the most interested...I think I have said before that Playa Ventura is a vacation spot for people from Mexico City- it's close..maybe 4 hours away I think. But we have to get the word out- and we need to start thinking about how to do that. Ok right this minute might not be the perfect time, but unfortunately for Mexico the kinds of issues happening down there are not new to Mexico...and the time will be right soon enough. The town fills up to the brim over Christmas and Easter weeks with beach goers..and our house is really cool and has lots of room. It's right on the Pacific Ocean...yeah walk out the back gate onto the beach....So we shall see how it all pans out.
Ok other stuff. It was Poppi's birthday on Monday. We didn't really do anything extra special, but we decided to get him a wetsuit for his birthday present, and then our friend Tim shows up the next day and gives him 2 wetsuits! 2! One is called a farmer's suit- it looks like overalls with no sleeves, and the other has both long sleeves and legs, and fits him perfect. Based on the google research I had done in the last few days, it is just what he's looking for...a 3/2 I think it's called, and based on the water temp charts for wetsuits I looked at, that's what he needs. He swims almost every day here. He goes out into the waves, then swims parallel with the beach. Sam & Hazel usually swim with him, but sometimes they get tired and come out and run along the beach. Sam has actually gotten skinnier in the past month or two...I mean now it's very noticeable, in fact I want to feed him more cause I think he's getting too skinny. The other day I asked him if he would switch to running as it got colder and that's when he said no- he wants to keep swimming, and that he wanted a wetsuit. It was just a conversation, and I did not equate it with his birthday....until I was working out- on his birthday and it came to me- Oh! Oh! A wetsuit! Because he told me he didn't want anything, didn't need anything. In fact the nite before he said- hey I do have an idea for a birthday present, and said you promise I can have it? I said yeah of course! He said- cross your heart..yes! (uh oh I thought ha ha). Then he said I want you to get a new laptop for you! Dang him...more tears. But I said no no no no. Breakin that promise. Then the next day I thought of the wetsuit. So it turns out he got this free one, but there's a guy at the end of the spit road who usually comes on Saturday with a booth full of wetsuits and accessories, so maybe he'll want boots or gloves or a hood...we'll see. And that guy may not be the right person to buy from since in this spot everyone- and I mean the Americans charge these insane prices for everything...and I guess there's a bunch of rich retirees down here because they pay it.
Yeah don't get me started on the weird little community right here...don't speak Spanish, pay American prices, charge American prices, eat American food at their little American restaurants they run here....yeah a story for another day.
So we have a guy and his family lined up to stay here with Sam & Hazel. Sam already knows something is happening and he's getting all clingy...leaving him is gonna suck. But it's just too hard to bring them, and the plan is to fill up the back of the truck with our stuff if possible. Sam always knows when we're gonna go somewhere. And he's sore right now. The waves were a little rough last few days and he got knocked around and his hip is ache-y. So he's a little slow moving. My baby dog. Hazel is her same nutty self, but we cannot take one and not the other--they are tight now. So they will have each other and some kids to play with them. And we will come back and probly never leave them again for this long- could be as long as a month. So - keep ya posted! Viva
So to see it again...yeah I want to see the place I dreamed of, the place I visited and fell in love with. How I learned the hard way that a place you visit, a place where you take vacation is not necessarily the place you want to live...I got to go for my dream. I mean really! Who does that??? I wanted to live in Mexico...it had been a dream for such a long time. And I did it. And before it went kinda downhill, it was so cool....I couldn't believe it did it. The nite I left California I cried so hard- my daughters were there and they were crying. My niece and her baby were there, but I was waiting for them to leave so it was just my girls...I didn't know what I wanted to say...but something. It was so hard. To have one thing I had to give up another. My younger daughter was sure I'd never go and so was really heart broken. That was it's own messy problem since we had not been on great terms for such a long time. My older one- she knew I was going and was so sad. Honestly...ok well I have to stop here to have a little tear- I miss them both so much every single day.
Yeah ok I'm back. You know, I want my daughters to live amazing lives, I want them to have dreams and to pursue those dreams. And what....still losing my train of thought ha ha. Ok maybe this is selfish, but my daughters are both adults now, and I want to pursue my dreams as well. I love love love living in Mexico. I do know I will want to go back some day, but not right now. So- back to this trip. Ok even though Playa Ventura did not turn out to be the exact right spot- if I hadn't tried it, I wouldn't know it. What an amazing experience it was. And we laugh about all the things we did in those 6 months before we moved to the next spot. And I want my daughters to see that place, and they will know, they will understand to their cores, down deep why I chose it. It's so beautiful, so exotic, so tropical. Big iguanas sunning themselves outside our back door....helping newly hatched baby turtles make it down the beach to the ocean...that's an experience that was just so awesome- yep- I cried thru that as well ha ha! I want them to experience that. I go back to other stuff, too...the kid with the bucket of milk for sale from their just milked cow....the bread lady who always stopped for a cold drink of water at our house. The warm warm ocean ocean...drinking coconut water from the trees in my own yard.
Everardo and I have had some harsh words about this trip because it might not be the best time to go...the missing students, the mass graves...that's kinda close to us...well and more significant is that there may be no way to avoid the demonstrations and road blocks to get there. He is worried about it, and just wants us to be safe....and I understand that more than he knows. But if there's any way to go- I want to. I wouldn't say we had fights/arguments, but short words, then let it go...then apologized to each other and recognized it's about worry. But he hurt my feelings when he said...you just want to go get some old books- we're not going to put ourselves in harm's way for a bunch of fucking old books. Yes, I do want my books. But I want all the things I just talked about- I mean I want to feel them, I want to sit on my rock and feel all those experiences. Do I want to put us in danger to do it- of course not. I'm hoping that the demonstrations will have cooled everyone off a little. That in 3 or 4 weeks time that there may be some resolutions...or at least some problem solving going on. I know the problems are complex. I don't even fully understand what's happened and I don't think anybody else on the outside looking in understands either.
But some of what's going on know is as close as an hour away from our little fishing village, and like I said, how to get there without driving thru some of it? Some gov't building are targeted for demonstration/occupation in a town barely an hour away. Will there be road blocks? I read tonite that the mass graves are not those of the missing students, so where are they? I don't really want to write any more about any details or supposition around what's going on...I don't know who reads this, and my ego is not big enough to think that anybody it would matter to reads this...but I can see my stats and I do have readers here in Mexico. Alot of things happen in Mexico and everybody knows it...and nobody talks about it. For obvious reasons...get it? So on to something else.
If we leave up here in 2 or 3 weeks, and go to Michoacan to visit family..a week to get there, several days or a week of visiting....maybe a trip to Oaxaca....to Guatemala??? Time will tell.nd of course our ultimate goal is to sell this beach house. Probably someone from DF would be the most interested...I think I have said before that Playa Ventura is a vacation spot for people from Mexico City- it's close..maybe 4 hours away I think. But we have to get the word out- and we need to start thinking about how to do that. Ok right this minute might not be the perfect time, but unfortunately for Mexico the kinds of issues happening down there are not new to Mexico...and the time will be right soon enough. The town fills up to the brim over Christmas and Easter weeks with beach goers..and our house is really cool and has lots of room. It's right on the Pacific Ocean...yeah walk out the back gate onto the beach....So we shall see how it all pans out.
Ok other stuff. It was Poppi's birthday on Monday. We didn't really do anything extra special, but we decided to get him a wetsuit for his birthday present, and then our friend Tim shows up the next day and gives him 2 wetsuits! 2! One is called a farmer's suit- it looks like overalls with no sleeves, and the other has both long sleeves and legs, and fits him perfect. Based on the google research I had done in the last few days, it is just what he's looking for...a 3/2 I think it's called, and based on the water temp charts for wetsuits I looked at, that's what he needs. He swims almost every day here. He goes out into the waves, then swims parallel with the beach. Sam & Hazel usually swim with him, but sometimes they get tired and come out and run along the beach. Sam has actually gotten skinnier in the past month or two...I mean now it's very noticeable, in fact I want to feed him more cause I think he's getting too skinny. The other day I asked him if he would switch to running as it got colder and that's when he said no- he wants to keep swimming, and that he wanted a wetsuit. It was just a conversation, and I did not equate it with his birthday....until I was working out- on his birthday and it came to me- Oh! Oh! A wetsuit! Because he told me he didn't want anything, didn't need anything. In fact the nite before he said- hey I do have an idea for a birthday present, and said you promise I can have it? I said yeah of course! He said- cross your heart..yes! (uh oh I thought ha ha). Then he said I want you to get a new laptop for you! Dang him...more tears. But I said no no no no. Breakin that promise. Then the next day I thought of the wetsuit. So it turns out he got this free one, but there's a guy at the end of the spit road who usually comes on Saturday with a booth full of wetsuits and accessories, so maybe he'll want boots or gloves or a hood...we'll see. And that guy may not be the right person to buy from since in this spot everyone- and I mean the Americans charge these insane prices for everything...and I guess there's a bunch of rich retirees down here because they pay it.
Yeah don't get me started on the weird little community right here...don't speak Spanish, pay American prices, charge American prices, eat American food at their little American restaurants they run here....yeah a story for another day.
So we have a guy and his family lined up to stay here with Sam & Hazel. Sam already knows something is happening and he's getting all clingy...leaving him is gonna suck. But it's just too hard to bring them, and the plan is to fill up the back of the truck with our stuff if possible. Sam always knows when we're gonna go somewhere. And he's sore right now. The waves were a little rough last few days and he got knocked around and his hip is ache-y. So he's a little slow moving. My baby dog. Hazel is her same nutty self, but we cannot take one and not the other--they are tight now. So they will have each other and some kids to play with them. And we will come back and probly never leave them again for this long- could be as long as a month. So - keep ya posted! Viva
