Day 242

Published on the 26th of December, 2020. Yes, they are out of order; continue.

Over the weekend of December fourth, we were in the car, on our way to Veracruz. By “we”, I mean Of course, not long after starting out, I was ready for a nap. Ugh.

When I was growing up, and our parents took all of us on a vacation, my younger sister, Nancy, and I, would fall asleep, within ten minutes of listening to the tar strips, on the pavement, through the floorboard of the car. (Nancy got one side, and, I got the other. Heaven. Truly).

The roads were considered highways by nineteen sixties standards; I can, however, safely say they were just paved roads.

The highway was a toll road so it was in better shape than the public highway. And the scenery was beautiful. So much of it resembled the states up North. One of the areas we passed through resembled Oklahoma, going through the foothills.

Later, we had traveled about an hour and a half, with dormant fields on either side of the road. The only thing growing, then, were scrub trees, cacti, and agave.

We left the four lane highway about thirty minutes later, winding our way through small town after small town, on two lanes.

Then, there was construction. The pavement was gone, completely; the road was rough, and it was exactly what I was hoping not to see.

We were back on paved two lane, a few kilometers farther, and there were plowed fields, growing cauliflower and broccoli.

NOW, we can see clouds coming over the tops of the mountains, in the distance. Gorgeous.

When we get back to town, and have internet, I will download some photos. It could not be more majestic, in this little village.

Until I can upload photos, stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and protect your loved ones.

Post script: I wrote this post on our way, to and from, the very small city of Los Altos, in the state of Veracruz, Mexico, three and a half weeks ago. The posts that will follow, are the things, good AND bad, that have transpired in the several weeks hence. Thank you for your patience. The photos are some incredible views of another part of this beautiful country. Please come back.

Day 264

Recently, we went to Los Altos, Veracruz, to visit the homes of our friends, Jesús, and, his wife, Lizbeht. Here, they live on the rooftop of the condo, in a small, (I really mean tiny), one and a half rooms dwelling, with their four year old son Gaby.

Right now, Liz’ mother is living with them, because, on the sixth of December, at six and a half months gestation, Jesús and Liz’s baby girl died while they were trying to get to a hospital that would take them.

Each of the hospitals said they were unable to take them, for various reasons; too full with CoVid19 patients; not enough staff; you do not have insurance. The denials were the same, just different reasons.

Liz went into labor after traveling the four hours from Veracruz to Mexico City. She has had, in the past few years, a few miscarriages, so this pregnancy was welcomed, but guarded.

It has been very hard to put this behind all of us, (obviously for them more than for us), but, we had been doing so many little things, in the background, to welcome her into the “family”; our family; the family we chose.

While we were in Veracruz, we met both of their families; many live very near, or, in the house of Jesús’s parents. The house is very small from the outside, but is built deep, and, on three levels, giving it much more space than it appears. Here is their house, from the road.

It does not look like much at this angle, but I tell you, it is deep, and three levels.
Juan and his dad, Raymond, in the backyard.
This is just a small shot of the land that Jesus’s dad owns. Enlarge it to see everything on the photo, as far as the photo shows; it all belongs to Raymond.

While we were there, Liz’s dad drove us, about an hour outside the city, up into the mountains, to a place that we consider very close to our Shangri La. Let me show you just a few photos. (There will be more photos to come, as we will probably be buying a house there, sort of a “vacation” home. Here goes.

So far, the best thing I have EVER seen, ANYWHERE, in my lifetime. The air was so incredibly fresh, sweet, and humid.
The village where we crossed the bridge to the church. AMAZING.
After we crossed the swaying bridge. The chapel is behind us. This is Lizabeht, her parents, and her son, Gaby.
“The bridge”, on the downside.

We have not spent a more wonderful day than we did on this day. I have many more photos to show you, and will, when I am able to upload them.

For now, enjoy these while you stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and, protect your loved ones.

I have tons of photos to share with you, but it will take time, as there are about two hundred photos from our travels. I hope you will be patient and enjoy them.

Day 262

This will be short, and to the point.

Our first “forever” Christmas tree.

HAVE A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS, (with less than ten people gathered in your homes), and, an even more SPECTACULAR NEW YEAR, (also with less than ten people).

PLEASE! Do not have too many people in your homes for the holidays; I implore you.

That is what both of our governments are requesting, even though, they will, probably, all be having parties with multi-generations of families, their favorite constituents, favorite lobbyists, etc. What are the rest of us to do?

Here, the country of Mexico is in a state of “red” regarding the virus. We cannot go out to the stores; assemble with more than ten people; there are fewer hospitals available for help; we cannot buy alcohol!!!!! (We have Mercado Libre! Hahaha)

People. Use your common sense. If your people have all been taking care of themselves, and their families, and you feel comfortable having them in your homes, do so. We will be doing the same here.

On that note- stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and, protect your loved ones.

It is us.

May the spirit of God, yours, and mine, fill you with love, and compassion for the world around us. God bless us, everyone!!!

Day 240

We had our turkey last week, no sweet potato, beans, pie, just turkey. It was not that good.

Now we have leftovers. I am going to vacuum seal them as breast, thighs, and legs/wings.

We put garlic butter, and pineapple chunks under the skin before roasting it but it took hours to cook, probably six, as I recall. Unbeknownst to me, I did not have the temperature set properly on the oven. This F to C is not easy. Well, the computation is easy, just finding that particular tiny little number on the oven dial is a whole other matter.

The taste of the breast was ok, however, the thighs, legs, and wings were amazing.

Now, we are on to making more menudo. The panza, (stomach), at Costco, here, is so clean we do not have to do much of anything to it except cut it up and boil it.

I am looking forward to the bacalao we will make closer to Christmas. It originated, I believe, in the Middle East, so you can imagine the combination of flavors. Mmmm.

We have turcos to make, also Middle Eastern. The best way I can describe them is a sweet pork meat mixture in a pastry turnover. Again, the above few dishes are traditional foods only during the holidays.

We hope you all had a pleasant start to the holiday season. And, we hope the season progresses uneventfully.

In the mean time, stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and protect your loved ones.

Day 237

Oh, my gosh! We are going “on a vacation” soon.

Actually, we are going with our concierge, Jesús, and his family to Veracruz, which is about four hours to our south and east. We will be staying with his multigenerational family, in their home, for about three days and two nights.

This city, in Veracruz, is up in the mountains, with a view that is going to be spectacular! El pardre, the father of our friend, is going to show us how to cook chickens, wrapped in the leaves of the maguey trees, cooked in the ground, like a certain type of beef, called barbacoa.

It will be rustic, it will be amazing, it will be everything I have hoped for in all of our time here. To come home to leisure, that is great. To live like so many others, for awhile, is the ultimate experience of a lifetime. As I have never really had the opportunity to live “basic”, well, not counting every summer camp in which I ever stayed, this is going to change my life, I believe.

I will have photos, demaciados, (more than enough). I will have commentaries. I will, probably, have a new regard for the human spirit. Come back here to learn what we discover.

Until we go, and return, stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and protect your loved ones.

Day 236

We have done a bit of shopping today; preparing for Thanksgiving, and to make menudo.

Now, we are having the BMW recertified; it needs to be checked every six months. It does not take very long, if you get a decent appointment time. This certification tells you how many days a week you have to leave your vehicle at home. A “cero”, zero, means you can drive every day. Any other number, you have to find another means of transportation that many days. We have ceros for both vehicles because they are both well cared for.

Another subject. We were able to find a fresh, “natural” turkey at Costco the other day. We did not have to thaw it out, just cook and eat. Yay.

I hope you and your families had a wonderful holiday thus far. Many more to come.

They are almost done with the inspection so I will need to close this post. In the mean time, stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and protect your loved ones.

Day 235

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you that are able to celebrate with family this year. We will give thanks that no one else in the family has contracted the virus this week, and, that only one family member has died of the virus. That is quite a lot for which to be thankful. There is no celebration here, as it is a holiday for the United States alone, but we will have a turkey, just the same. (I want the carcass for bone broth, and the meat for tortas, enchiladas, and tacos).

We put our new Christmas tree up the other day. Bought it at Costco a few weeks ago, and it has been sitting in the box ever since.

Our first Christmas tree here in México.
One of the new bikes; our first early Christmas present. It all folds up to just a bit bigger than the size of the back wheel. The other one should be here soon.

We have about two dozen tin, Mexican ornaments to put on the tree, but we have no ornament hangers. It seems that there is always something that prevents us from finishing a simple project, like hanging ornaments.

The ornaments are in a pile, in front of our lovely two dollar poinsettias. Here, the poinsettias are called Noche Buena, the good night.

As soon as we are able to get to the Mercados, which I have been told will not be much longer, we are going to see if anyone is still selling ornaments; which is a problem, now, with the quarantine. So many vendors have left the city, looking for other places to sell their merchandise. We are not sure what will still be available to find any once we get to the markets. Fingers crossed.

That is one of the really sad things about this virus; the closing of small mom and pop shops. It is happening all over the world, from what we see on the news. But as we are here, it is more profound, being right in front of our eyes. What this city used to be is a depressingly different to the city now. So much has changed, and in just one year!

Hopefully, if we wait patiently enough, the world will return to some sort of “new normal”; whatever that becomes, we will have to see. While we wait, stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and, protect your loved ones.

Day 234

Yay! We got one of the two bikes the other day. The second one, we have been informed, is on the way.

Alas, the tires on the first bike are flat, go figure, so we had to order helmets, plus a tire pump; none of which will be here for another week, or so. We must delay our weight loss/ better health adventure for yet another week.

Having typed that, I will admit, honestly, that it is just another day here in sunny México City. The temperature is nineteen degrees C, or seventy one degrees F. The sun is shining, as per its usual, and the air is breezy, and sweet smelling.

Unfortunately, there is still nothing to do today, except more laundry, vacuuming, and mopping of the floors. I say that because that has become a frequent ritual around here; the price one pays for having the windows open twenty hours a day, and living close to a semi active volcano. The black dust all over everything is just something to which one becomes accustomed.

When we first moved in, I did not really notice it. It was everywhere at Juan’s house, where we were staying while the bulk of the remodeling was happening. Now, however, having been in our condo for some eight or nine months, it is everywhere here, as well. Something to do with ones day, I suppose. Soon, I have been told, we should be able to go to the Mercado’s again. There are a few things we want to buy that are for decoration here.

While we wait for those upcoming day, and receiving the second bike, helmets, and tire pump, stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and, protect your loved ones.

Day 229

We have had a boring few days of it, these last few. No place to go, nothing to do except eat, and watch our computers for election results.

Then, I sat down, once again, to my computer, and, began watching Elementary, a Sherlock Holmes series on Prime Video. I have seen it, the entire series that is, at least twice, maybe three times. Always entertaining, for sure.

Today, however, I got a bit of a wild hair, and, ended up making a meatloaf, (in my large cast-iron skillet), mashed potatoes, and a batch of Kombucha. How enterprising of me.

Different subject inserted here. It still strikes me as amazing that we can drive down the street, and, at curbside, find someone selling fresh produce. We were out the other day, and Ivan bought me three fresh, very ripe pineapples so I could use them in the Kombucha that I made today. I will try to show you what I used.

Here is just a bit more of the freshness we have at our fingertips.

Tomatoes, garlic, onions, and limes. All fresh, all year long.

Soon, our new bikes will be here, and, we will be able to go out for a daily ride; at least one of us will, anyway. I am determined to drop as much weight as possible by Christmas. I think five, or so, kilos to start should be attainable. One has but to try.

While we wait, impatiently, for all of the above, stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and, protect your loved ones.

Day 228

I was thinking the other day, that, in four short months I will have been retired two years. I am thinking, right now, that that was the fastest two years I have lived through in recent memory.

Even though my memory is not what it used to be, the time has gone by very quickly.

The only unfortunate thing is that we have been in a pseudo quarantine for almost a year now. We do get out, at least weekly, but it is always a risk, if we do not pay attention to where we are, or, the people around us.

I try to explain to our family, and, friends here, that, when outside, you do not need to wear a mask, but, definitely, when in a room, or building, with others. Viruses are normally spread by droplets; they do not float around in the air. Another very important reason to wash your hands, with soap and water, at every opportunity.

We have been informed of another cousin that has fever, cough, and muscle aches. He tried to get tested Sunday and Monday, but the clinic’s are closed on Sundays, and it was a holiday, here, on Monday. Hopefully he has not infected anyone else at the house, and is feeling better.

While we wait to find out the results, stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and protect your loved ones.