Saltspring to Merida - What Could Go Wrong?
Informing our friends and family we would be moving from an idyllic Gulf Island to a city in the Yucatan with a million people caused some consternation. After explaning our reasons, none of which I currently remember, blank stares turned into polite, mumbling acknowledgement of our good sense. People can be so nice!
After selling most of our worldly possessions we still had five enormous suitcases (thanks Value Village) and two dogs. How do you explain to your Mexican rescue dogs that they are being returned to the place of their abandonment? Poor little blighters, little do they know what's coming.
Leaving our hotel at 3:00 am, Vancouver International Airport welcomed us.
Both departing YVR and arriving in Cancun we were helped time and again by thoughtful people. It all worked. Moises, our Mexican driver, loaded us into an enormous Toyota bus and negotiated the incredibly boring, straight, flat, tree lined drive to Merida at a remarkable clip. We might have been passed once by a Lambourghini - was I dreaming? Moises did say it was okay for me to drink beer on the drive.
This was not all without incident but I'd rather not open those emotional scars and never be able to continue with this blog.
We have traded our late night starry dog walk for a light night what the hell are they celebrating tonight dog walk.
We're settling into our rental, waiting to occupy the house we've purchased. I have a few ideas for subsequent posts and will attempt to keep them short, without the tonnage of words I seem to like to employ.
More to follow...
Hasta luego.
The Clampetts Depart |
Leaving our hotel at 3:00 am, Vancouver International Airport welcomed us.
Both departing YVR and arriving in Cancun we were helped time and again by thoughtful people. It all worked. Moises, our Mexican driver, loaded us into an enormous Toyota bus and negotiated the incredibly boring, straight, flat, tree lined drive to Merida at a remarkable clip. We might have been passed once by a Lambourghini - was I dreaming? Moises did say it was okay for me to drink beer on the drive.
This was not all without incident but I'd rather not open those emotional scars and never be able to continue with this blog.
Quiet Night in Parque Santiago |
We're settling into our rental, waiting to occupy the house we've purchased. I have a few ideas for subsequent posts and will attempt to keep them short, without the tonnage of words I seem to like to employ.
More to follow...
Hasta luego.
¡Me encanta! Felicitaciones.
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to hearing more.
Dad doesn't know any Spanish hahaha. Looks like a happening place! When are you moving into your home?
ReplyDeleteLooks like we're moving in Thursday. Just back from the lawyers. I don't know much Spanish but I do know what a fidecomiso is!
DeleteSo glad you have moved into your new home. Hope all the move went well. How are the Marguaritas? Hope it is not too hot for you. :-)
ReplyDeleteToo bad if it is cuz you are there now!!! We have had the same kind of heat here with a lot of smoke.
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:-) Are the fireworks still going off at night? I hope not although you do have to join in. I do think that the dogs would not like fireworks at night.
So glad you have moved into your new home. Hope all the move went well. How are the Marguaritas? Hope it is not too hot for you. :-)
DeleteToo bad if it is cuz you are there now!!! We have had the same kind of heat here with a lot of smoke.
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:-) Are the fireworks still going off at night? I hope not although you do have to join in. I do think that the dogs would not like fireworks at night.
We've moved to our new house in Santiago, far enough from San Sebastian to not hear the fireworks. They should have been finished on the 15th or 16th, but last night when we went out for a walk - in the distance they are still going off. Margueritas are next on the list - we've got all the ingredients. Thanks for the reminder!
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