... but where to start ?
I have been home from my road trip for 15 weeks.
I am thrilled to report , I have unpacked !
Around the 10 week mark, I took a day off; to replace the canopies over
the kitchen island and bed, that protect from termites, other creatures
and such, that fall from the palapa ... meaning roof ... and realized there
was not a box, bin, bag, or crate, left to inspect and consolidate.
WoW ! Now, with my memories and history gathered here I begin
to create a home of my own, ahhh, to relish and savour and share
with family and friends.
I can't wait !! But.
I will take a little holiday this month, to reconnect with Yelapa,
take it all in ... recharge my batteries ... write ...
Weather ? Weird ... but becoming more predictable every day...raining
every , or every other day. Wet, steamy, sticky, mucky, mossy, buggy,
humidity is 105 %, sun is brutal, it's a test of endurance.
The feeling is still the same, ... to burst out in laughter or tears ?
Do both, while jumping in the ocean, or shower, grab a Corona from the
freezer, ( the electricity here so far so good ... up the hill not so good )
get in the hammock, swing in the breeze, say yummm.
This year the drainage ditch gets dug behind the banos.
Being here this time of year you get to see up close and personal
the deluge some of these storm produce. Mud.
Retaining walls and " canals " all around each building are high priority !
Google ... " How to install gutters on Palapa roof ? " or ask on the beach.
I think someone there tried it .
Living within Mother Nature. What a trip.
Everything you do she is in your face.
I'm so glad I went to Brownies and Girl Scouts !!
Thank you all my Scout Leaders !! Volunteers all !!
Growing up in the North, and being a Chesley ! , help with keeping the right
attitude, and adapting, but it ain't easy.
The motto, mantra is ... Don't Sweat it ... so ironic, but true.
An oxymoron, double-intandra ..you know what I mean ...
A clear example of the inside out of Yelapa. You just feel it more now.
We have Mexico Time, we have Yelapa time, and we have Yelapa
Summer time.
Everything slows right down. The rhythm changes.
Mexicans on school vacation come on the " Party Boats "
and water taxis for the day.
Three Americans from San Diego, mother 2 daughters on last day
of their holiday, at Boca on the 3 0'clock, out for 2 hours, but they HAD
to come to Yelapa, they have heard so much.
One perhaps a volunteer at the clinic one day ??
They would have been here 2 days ago but the hotel in PV sent them on
the Island tour instead of to Yelapa !!
They persisted and found their way, I'm pretty sure I will see them here
again...
Buses jam PV with tourists and Conventions. They park up on the highway
now, instead of downtown old town, Gracias a Dios ..
There is the smell of food cooking everywhere ... it smells good.
Suntan lotion and beer. No one runs for cover when it start pouring,
or the thunder begins. They carry on having the best time swimming,
or crowded under a towel or umbrella.
They aren't ready to go home yet.
Observing and sharing in the Mexican Family Culture is a blessing and a
privilege for me, and so many of you I know.
WoW.
Greener hills every moment. Jungle growing 10 cm a day.
Buds budding and flowers blooming.
Yet everything needs to be cut back and trimmed and transplanted.
Now I know what trees fall over and which grow into the house !!
My machete is ready.
Our loved one Maria Von healing nicely in PV. Stitches out Friday.
I will post an update on FB.
Sooo nice to be back. I will post 1st Monday of every month...
Yelapa Stories .... and more ..
Hasta Pronto
kelley
