Thursday, October 31, 2013
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Monday, October 28, 2013
Tammy and I visited Tom Sumner's new restaurant east of Chapala. It opened July 22nd. The days and hours are: Monday through Friday 1 pm to 8pm. They have a different special every day. On Thursdays there is karaoke. It is really a nice place. When you drive on the road towards Mezcala, it is not far out of Chapala, on the lake side, just before San Nicolas. You can't miss it. There is a huge sign in front.
|Cesar is pointing to the sign.|
Carolina is on the left in front of me. Loretta is across from me and Stacey is on the right in front. Then another friend showed up at the next table. And I saw the man I write for on Accesslakechapala.com and his wife inside Wal Mart. To top this all off, I ran into an ex boy friend walking down the street to my house. Now how much like a dream can that be? I spend most of my time alone. I have always been a loner. Seeing eight people whom I know fairly well in one day is rare.
It was an exciting week end. I was feeling badly because I had forgotten about this being the biggest holiday in Mexico and I had booked my flight before the Day of the Dead. I leave for Portland on Thursday, October 31st. The big Day of the Dead celebrations are on November 1st and 2nd.
But I didn't miss the Zombie dance on Saturday and the pumpkin carving contest and the life sized Catrina Dolls on the malecons. I have hundreds of photos to sort through and post. Sometimes during these next few days of obsessing about my packing, I hope to get them on the blog.
The plaza was packed on Saturday and I ran into a lot of people I know there too. But mostly acquaintances. Another blogger took a photo of me taking photos and he sent it to me. For someone who was supposed to be having fun, I sure looked serious. Of course, I am serious about taking photos.
My thought when I saw the photo was, Maybe I should lighten up. I have already started worrying about what to pack on my trip to Portland. I am even having nightmares about losing my computer on the trip or missing the plane. Maybe I saw all these friendly people yesterday to remind me to stop and smell the roses.... Life doesn't have to be so serious all the time.
|Am I having fun yet?|
And in the eighth grade I worried so much about my homework that my dad would say to me, "If you don't stop worrying, I won't LET you go to college." Sometimes it is hard to be me...... Mexico is good for people like me with it's Manana attitude. Manana, meaning tomorrow, or maybe next week or next year or maybe never.....