A few days ago, I shared on FB a video of the Mexican voladores or ceremonial “flyers.” I reminisced of the first time I saw this mesmerizing performance in the mountains of Puebla in central Mexico. It is traditionally performed to bring the rain or ask the gods for anything the village needs. Today, it is tourist entertainment all over Mexico. Pass the hat.
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Going to Cuetzala, where the tradition originated, was an adventure in itself. Hours on a chicken bus climbing through high, coffee-producing mountains where the locals drank instant Nescafe.
University students were invited by the local priest to teach English to children in exchange for a cot and a hot.
One day our little friend group walked to a nearby waterfall. The instructions were to follow “that” path. 👈
My brother read my FB post after I expressed a long-held desire to return to Cuetzala and commented
“You have the time.
You have the means.
Lisa would be up for it.
Go!”
It is so easy to look at someone else’s life and make assumptions. I admit our life looks pretty sweet. I had to laugh at his cavalier instructions as this week was exceptionally insane.
We got solar hooked up, yeah! (After a week of people tromping about).
A tree fell on electrical wires leaving my MIL without electricity for five days. She hadn’t yet been added to our solar system.
Our son in Austin fell and broke his collarbone.
Stella got into it with a neighbor dog and had to go to the vet.
We were leaving on Thursday to visit Merida for Day of the Dead (DOTD) when our house sitter was picked up by immigration (another story entirely).
Car insurance – we had to renew for one car and discovered we had lapsed for the other. It was a stressful ordeal of multiple phone calls over several days in Spanish even though they say someone speaks English.
It is not easy to pick up and go, something we didn’t foresee when moving here. No complaints, it just is what it is.
We will get away from hearth and home and DOGS and hopefully get some great DOTD photos. Until then.
DOS TORTAS
the adventures of dos tortas 
Goodness Alex – what a week! I hope it wasn’t one of Marissa’s damn dogs…? I still have tomorrow so if there is anything last minute…I’m happy to do anything 😊 Sending love
Lorrie Jones
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That’s quite a week!
Hope you made it to Cuetzala, partly for you, of course, but greedily, too, so I can see your photos!
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Not this year. We are in Merida for Day of the Dead.
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What adventures you’ve had – and will have again, despite life sometimes getting in the way! 🙂
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Amen. It takes a lot to slow us down. 😁
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