David went home for awhile to help the kids. Cris-Craft from La Paz to Manzanillo, then bus down the coast of Michoacan. Got smothered in hugs and
kisses. Pretty dangerous there now. Mangoes yielded 6.2 tonaladas. Flew back on Volaris for eqvt of 88 dollars.
David, sadly is saying adios to Baja California. Means forever. Ironic that I depart almost to the week of the 50th anniversary of my 1st visit. Being
now Mexicano it did not surprise me to feel far more comfortable south of the border than north.
Future plans include, summer residence on a high alpine lake surrounded by volcanoes, a winter or so maybe on Utila or Roatan, and a stretch in
Nicaragua, way up north in the mountains. C.A. is small - tiny actually. It's only 800 miles from the lake to my orchard and casita. It is extremely
doubtful that after heading south I will ever see the USA again.
Pilar, Dalia and Hermalinda beat me up for "staying away so long". Dalia's tears were the hardest to bear. Pancho, the catorro got eaten by a cat (I
caught him while picnicking at Rio Chuta - he was a small parrot). 3 seconds flat he was eating mango, tommy's sunflower seeds and pacing my
shoulders. Fastest domestication of a wild bird I ever heard of.
I am taking a lot of memories with me. Found out memories are the only valid currency of old age. Money, land, prestige are worthless.
There is a panteon on a hillside next to the volcanic lake. Looks suitable to me.
Adios Amigos Que le Vaya Y Vive Bien! |
