Revitilize and then some things should never change
A winter vacation, especially one with a best friend, new friends, in a new tropic, a little third world, during a polar vortex will always make you appreciate everything around you.
This is what I appreciated. Coming home, opening up the deck door to a familiar snow sight and sound.
Quiet with children laughing going down the hill. May that never change!
our sledding hill. remember when the snow gets thin and you want to go sledding anyway?
Back to the Bandares Bay: so Mexico does not need any headwear. They need less closets than we do. Less truly is more. Less in your head, less on your list . . .
What is lovely about each adventure is it’s influences. San Francesco, San Pancho is seeing Greece in Mexico which is a nice jolt. In the archetecture, I saw Morrocco and I saw India. Folks from the UK, Switzerland, and other places wanted this place to be their home. It is North of Sayulita.
I had a driver that took me thru the rain forest in the Sierra Madres. His name was Ricky Ricardo for real. He knew about every plant and Mexico protects their forests.
I always try to sit in the front seat. On the way back he knew what I wanted to see. Where are all the workers? Where do they work? Nestled next to the hills to the east, are open air sewing rooms, and wood workers. Made in Mexico. I think this area should be a tour.
One beach day, my friend and I made friends with the beach vendors. They get waved away 500 times a day. No Gracias, we say, one hundred times, like you do in Bangkok, and many other places.
Not that day. We invited them to sit and tell us about silver. Or their families make these purses.
That is my thing, our thing. We love handmade.
They rested, we chatted and we made new friends. Our neighbors are lovely people. They look directly in your eyes and warmly smile.
Trying to return to Chicago and you can’t, the airline, the forces, will not let you. You have to stay longer, alone, and this time go south to Marahuitos. Thank you . . . .