
Ahhh. Mexico. The condo is super - better than I'd expected. Here's the view from our veranda. The camera phone isn't great; it washed out this pic pretty badly. No worries, though: I'm getting plenty of good shots with the real camera, and I'll post them when we get home.
It's been very warm and nice, as expected. Bucerias isn't, however, exactly what I expected. Maybe it's better. The streets are cobblestone. The people are very warm (I've had no hints of resentment or unwelcomeness such as we experienced our last Hawaii trip), the beach is clean, the food is good, the prices are good, the architecture is phenomenal, the vegetation is lush, the dogs are plentiful and friendly (I have many pictures of my new friends). There is a different standard of living for the locals. Obviously, I guess, but I'm clearly a little bit naïve, for all my blowhard pseudo-worldliness. Some buildings are much more rustic than we'd see in our hometown. There's a sewer smell from time to time or more often. There's the well-known Mexican way of working you for money. They're by and large such sweet people that I want them to not have to live like that.
We're very glad to be here. Some business at home is sort of nagging at me, but not overmuch, and despite it I (and we all) are slowing down nicely. Deena and I are officially tan. Darrell is at least red, but Jackie has been in pain and suffering - separated rib.. We may have to shoot her :( --and hence hasn't seen much sun yet. We'll make sure she makes up for it.
The longer we're here, the more I like it.
Please forgive the yammering, not-eloquent post. I'm doing this from my phone, which is workable, but far from nurturing of one's muse.
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Scott Lampman
Cas Soft
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