Monday, May 25, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
What a surprise to receive a call from Mike and Terri Church. They were passing through Monterrey checking out rv parks. They were spending the night at the Imperial Hotel in Saltillo and drove down for the day for lunch and a quick look at Bahia Escondia (http://www.bahiaescondida.com/ ).
We met at the main plaza in Santiago, N.L. at Las Palomas restaurant, a well-known landmark restaurant and hotel. We spent all afternoon talking about rving in Mexico, roads, rules, experiences and Mexican law.
Mike and Terri are great people and they write the most famous book on rving or camping in Mexico "Travelers Guide To Mexican Camping". They have a website http://www.rollinghomes.com/ . They are a treasure trove of information and we learned quite a bit about the rv market in Mexico. We don't spend much time in rv parks so Mike and Terri gave us a very enlightening talk about how good many Mexican rv parks really are and the improvements that are taking place and what to expect in the near future.
Friday, May 15, 2009
On another point, I am reaching a major decision in my life. I believe I am ready to become a Mexican citizen.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
It's time to hit the road and go somewhere for a couple of days. Alls well here on the ranch and everything is under control.
Hmmm. Now where to go. We are talking about the beach. Sure, it will be hot during the day, but with the generator and the air conditioning during the day, it beats staying at home in my bedroom to escape the heat.
You can only be in the pool so long and then you start to get all pruned up. I get restless if I am in one place to long.
I assume we will go to Barra Del Tordo, if not maybe South Padre Island. No one will be around as it is back to school.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
After a short cold shower, I drove over to the guy in El Faisan to have the lawnmower fixed. I had stopped by coming back from the gym but I was told he didn't open until 11 a.m. No wonder the bum charges so much so he can make up for working a short day. Well, he was there reading the newspaper and I asked him how long it would take. "Oh, about a week more or less". I grabbed the mower and headed for the car and told him that just wouldn't do. Again, under my breath, I used all the nasty and foul words I could think of starting with "P", "C", and "J" in Spanish and then my usual litany of words in English and I don't need to tell you what those are. All of a sudden he came running after me and said, "uh, I can have it tomorrow if you'd like". Oh, so now we are using "usted" a sign of respect. "That's better". "I'll be back the same time tomorrow".
The first thing I heard out of the clerk's mouth was, "we don't have any Carta Blanca in medias (regular size bottle)". Well, you know what started going this old gringo's head and I don't need to repeat it. I said, "you mean to tell me that you don't have any Carta Blanca after I drove all the way here for just four cold beers?". "You'd better check in back". And they did. And they produced for ice cold Carta Blancas that I put in my little red porta-envases.