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Mexico City Dreaming Day 1

13 Aug

We arrived in Mexico City at 11:30am Thursday. The city was rain-soaked from the aftermath of tropical storm Franklin. The plane landed smoothly and we zipped through immigration quickly. A thirty minute taxi ride to our hotel to drop off our luggage cost about $12us. The hotel was clean and located in a lovely neighborhood. I found Casa de la Condesa on hotels.com. Score! You never know what you’ll end up with, but I’d recommend this little hotel any day.



Clean, quiet and great shower!

The hotel called us a taxi to travel to Coyoacan to meet friends for a late lunch. The Coyoacana was exquisitely delicious. Score number two.


I met Paty and Maria at the swim competition in Bacalar. Dear women.

With light rain, we walked the neighborhood and waited in line to visit the Frida Kahlo museum. It was my second visit and Lisa’s first. I love imagining Frida sitting at her easel. She is an inspiration.


After the museum we wandered around this hip little Coyoacan neighborhood. Honey, we’re not in Bacalar!! Every town square in colonial Mexico has a church and the cathedral of Saint John the Baptist was quite beautiful.


Excuse the blurry picture.

We also managed a quick walk through the Mercado before it closed. Meeting up with our taxi driver was a snap and we were back at out hotel ready for a good night’s sleep and quite pleased with ourselves for managing a wonderful first day in Mexico City.


Mexico City is a huge metropolis with lovely neighborhoods and green parks. It is sure worth the visit and we will continue with our week long visit. Stay tuned.



Can We Go Home Now?

8 Sep

Can we go home now? TRANSLATION – I need something familiar because I’m feeling insane.

Whether we move across town, across the country or across the globe, I think it’s common to want, at some point to click your ruby slippers and wish for “home”. It is definitely an adjustment to change home, job and language in the course of one week. We are definitely not in Kansas anymore. The truth is, Bacalar is our home and there’s no going back, nor do we want to. We just want the floor to quit shifting.

Lisa and I have both had boo-hooing meltdowns with unexplainable feelings which come out as, what the hell have we done? I don’t think I can do this, and I wanna go home! The good thing is that we don’t have them at the same time.

On Friday, our friends Karen and Skip came through Bacalar. They’d been in Austin and were on their way home to Tulum, two hours north of us. They have watched us go from cautious inquiry to “ta-da!” They have been where we are and offered sage advice, “get out some of your things that provide familiarity.”

There is so much about being here that is absolutely wonderful and we are very grateful. We have been provided transitional digs that are beautiful, comfortable, accommodating and free. I walk down twenty steps and glide my kayak into the most beautiful water on the planet, whenever the mood strikes me. I sit on the balcony early in the morning, drink Lisa-made coffee, watch beautiful noisy birds that I’ve yet to identify and observe the rising sun change the colors on the lake by the minute. The feelings of insanity will strike again no doubt. I ride the waves kicked up by a tropical shower as well as the swirl of emotions triggered by a life of the new and yet to become familiar.

This week it’s off to immigration. Yahoo! Do we apply as a married couple or individuals? Decisions, decisions. Stay tuned as the Tortas continue the adventure. As always, comments are appreciated.


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