… it’s off to work Steve goes… how weird Is that???..
Far from normal routine, whatever that word means!! Dropped at the airport on his way to Toronto I was left clutching the steering wheel and praying that Pumper would get me to Cabo without puffing smoke or a flame display as she had earlier in the week. Nervous was an understatement!! As we chugged up the hills I prayed even harder to whatever God might listen.. I am not too picky at this point. Steve has filled me in on batteries and electrical stuff, … right over the top of my head, assuring me that all was fixed. Fiddling with Pumpers innards is not part of my plan! A few days earlier a switch had broken and shorted out burning the insulation from a wire. Thankfully I am wearing a tight fitting T-Shirt and mini skirt… There is not a Mexican man on this planet that could resist pulling over to help this damsel in distress!!
And some people think this is all about lazing around on beaches… soaking up sunshine!!! Our killer tans, are enough to deter the local beach and marina vendors from trying to sell us anything and everything. They focus their efforts on the lily white tourists just arriving flushed with vacation money!
Cabo San Lucas is a delight: After 2 years on the road we are enjoying the respite: What simple pleasures are to love about our new condominium lifestyle? Even though it may be temporary:
- A Toilet … That flushes! Our juice jug come pee pot has been retired for a while, and we no longer need to reckon a search for a toilet into our morning adventures!
- A Shower … With HOT water! Can’t get used to showering every day so we purposely skip days so as to not get into the habit. Better chance of not washing off the suntans.
- A Television… Even though it comes from another century, it works!! With subtitles – a great way to improve our Spanish.
- A Swimming Pool… OMG!!! Now beaches are good we agree. But it’s nice not having sand in our clothes and every crevice of our body, and skin that tastes like it has come out of a condiment shaker.
And at what cost these relative luxuries? With negotiating skills a condo that rents for $1,000 a week… $800 a month for a 3 month commitment, go figure! No complaints here!!! No utility bills, property taxes, or things to buy for the home. Just fill it with food, wine, and Tequila and we are sorted.
1. Write a book: At the urging of so many of our ‘Dreamers’, we must get inspired to turn our blog into a series of books of short stories.
2. Write this blog: this week would be great!! … (Hate deadlines). We would hate to think you forget about us!
3. Improve our Spanish… Always on the To-Do list… But we are making progress by necessity and seem to be well understood by the locals. Our grammar is probably awful, but the politeness of Mexicans continually telling us how good our Spanish is encourages us to do better. To be honest, in Cabo San Lucas there is probably no need to speak even one word of this wonderfully romantic language. Everyone a visitor is likely to come into contact with speaks exceptionally good English. To us the language is part of the experience.
4. Work out some photography publishing stuff: Scoping out the talent in these parts. Which brings me to…
5. Update the www.fotomojoart.com website. It’s 4 years old and needs upgrading and new pieces of art. With the thousands of images from the last 2 years we should be able to find 10 that can be called artistic.
6. Work on a Yoga Guru routine… In my dreams!!
7. Meditation… In Steve’s dreams!!
8. Massage… Also in Steve’s dreams!!
But back to that tiny little shocker of Steve heading back to the world of responsibility, with people that wear slightly more than shorts a T shirt and flip flops (not that there is anything wrong with that). A project in Vancouver for most of the next 3 months should keep him off the beaches and away from the pool for a while. Looks like Cabo could be home a little longer
But it’s all about keeping life simple… I really want to get to the animal shelter to walk dogs. But then… maybe next week… I am all over that delay switch! It is nice however to volunteer in some capacity. Again, the need to justify our existence!!
But it is glorious meeting people from here and there… Cyclist ‘Christian’ www.chrigiontour.blogspot.com from Switzerland just happened to cross our path again, still on the road, we first met him in Cost Rica almost a year ago… This guy rocks! And check out those thighs after 3 years pedaling around the world … I could not keep my eyes off them!! .. Now there is a guy ‘Living His Dream’ and making life happen!
And our friends Bud and Ellen also ‘Living The Dream’, who invited us again to their luxury 42 ft. sailboat, the one we stumbled back from last month. Until… I spend most of the time with my head hanging overboard throwing up big time!! We did not even make it out of the bay or in fact … ‘sail’. Bobbing up and down like a cork in a bathtub was enough to get the idea it can be plain ugly out there!!! Thankfully I did get my ‘Titanic’ moment before upchucking, but a real bummer I missed out on the great steak dinner! There will be no luxury sailboat in our future! Jazz cruise tonight? Uhmm maybe not…
Shout out to our Facebook friends of ‘Cause For Courage’ making a big difference in the lives of the less fortunate. A little giving goes a long way, especially at this time of the year!!
C4C was first born out of an idea to provide encouragement and tons of cookies to our troops in Afghanistan. Which reminds us this week is the one year mark since Corporal Stephen Martin, working alongside our son Joshua in Afghanistan, lost his life to an IED. Our thoughts are with the family. He paid the ultimate sacrifice. Words don’t seem enough…
Meanwhile we are waiting on results of tests and MRI for our daughter Simone experiencing symptoms similar to those that led to brain surgery some 11 years ago. We can be far away in body but we are always close to our families and friends in our consciousness.
December 18th, so to everyone we wish you a wonderful Christmas and a happy and healthy new year. And on that note, can you believe it??? Steve returned from Toronto and didn’t bring me a Terry’s Chocolate Orange!!! This has been my Christmas treat for as long as Steve and I have been together. I should have put him on the next flight back…
Paz y Amor… with zero ‘Brownie Points’, and only memories of chocolate for breakfast on Christmas morning.