Baja

Valle De Guadalupe – Part Two – A GPS Treasure Hunt

October 25, 2021

It is easy to get a bit lost in Valle de Guadalupe.

You can fret about it, or you can get into the spirit of a GPS treasure hunt.

I believe our GPS has a mind of her own and thoroughly enjoyed messing with our heads. Since there are few helpful road signs, she played us with circles and turns we didn’t need to do. I swear we heard a peal of soft laughter come through the speakers, or was that just in my head?

So we entered that scavenger hunt gladly and took part in it fully. Even the confusion and U-turns.

Have you ever heard the English GPS woman try to pronounce Spanish? The names get mangled, and that is often a giggle in itself. I think she was as exasperated as us.

I wondered “who is this woman of mispronunciation” as I voiced my occasional cuss word. They were, of course, ignored and she went on playing. Maybe she was tired of her job, needed a distraction.

Or was this all to teach us a lesson? Be open to where life leads. You don’t have to know everything in advance. Continue Reading…

Baja

Valle De Guadalupe, Part One – Xaroma

October 12, 2021

Mexico constantly excites and surprises us. You know the feeling, those goosebumps of anticipation.

Our move here in 2018 brought us to a hallway of never-ending doors to open and experiences to savor.

One area we have been watching many YouTube videos of and reading a multitude of blog posts about is Valle de Guadalupe. The “Napa” of Mexico. Award-winning wines. And, according to influencers, a foodie paradise.

With all the hype, we just had to find out about this unique area on our own and we hooked up with great friends Phyllis and Kim to do so.

Glenn and I took an easy flight from Leon to Tijuana and rented a small SUV (essential). Phyllis and Kim (now living in Ventura but returning to San Miguel next year) crossed the border with their truck and met us on our second day. We had had no trouble getting up early enough for our Bajio Go shuttle to the airport. It was Alborada, and we left town to the serenade of fireworks and music at 4 am. Continue Reading…

Musings

We Tried The Cabbage Soup Diet

September 11, 2021

Damn COVID-19 pounds!!! You know, those that have settled on your thighs and made themselves at home around your belly pretending to be a tire.

Glenn and I had them.

I am lucky. I like boho palazzo pants. They are cute when I am skinny and have much-needed space when I am not. They can hide a lot. But, eventually, something had to give.

We were walking every day – well, almost. And we weren’t eating badly. But we were mindlessly snacking. And it all added up to being downright uncomfortable.

We weren’t necessarily overweight. We still could find ourselves on the good part of the charts.

But, I have had an eating disorder lasting from my sophomore year in high school till about eight years ago when I moved in with Glenn, who knew the complete story and was a bit too vigilant for me to get away with participating in my full-blown disorder. One never quite gets away from the disordered thinking, though.

It can dominate thoughts. Continue Reading…

Musings, San Miguel de Allende

San Miguel Days, And Little Packages of Happiness

August 11, 2021

The past few days, we have wandered down Correo from home to breakfast and grinned at the sight of three lovely sibling terriers and their owners walking back up the hill. Perky and curious animals, they just bring a little more joy into the morning.

I just read a memoir series – The Grape Series by Laura Bradbury. Most of the books bring to life Laura’s Burgundy, and family, neighbors, history, customs, and, of course, wine, in this region of France. A saying pops up as one of the key themes of book seven “My Grape Village.” Although it is French, I think we can also find a place for it in Mexico.

It is a philosophy. A lovely one to incorporate into our daily life, daily walks, relationships.

“Le Petit Bonheur du jour” = “the little happiness of the day”

“Trouvez ton petit bonheur du jour” = “Finding your little joy in each day” Continue Reading…

Musings, San Miguel de Allende

An Update On The Window and The Eggs

August 10, 2021

It Got Weirder

It has been a couple of weeks since the window disappeared, after capturing our dozen organic eggs.

But now, we have validation.

We were on Ancha San Antonio a few days ago and crossed paths with the bracelet lady. You know the one who’s bracelets- anklets I was trying on when I set down the eggs in the window? Well, we started talking to her and comparing that afternoon. She remembers the window, she remembers my eggs, she remembers me turning around and placing the eggs in the window, and she remembers exactly where we were standing. She confirmed everything!

So, we have a witness!!

The window is definitely gone!! But, it was there… Continue Reading…

Musings

A Barred Window and a Dozen Eggs

July 23, 2021

Is San Miguel a vortex?

We have heard whispers.

And after 60 years of hard life lessons, trauma, and discontent, mixed in with some good times, my blossoming, good vibes with the universe, my absolute contentment once landing in Mexico, specifically San Miguel de Allende, must be sourced from cosmic energy. Right?

We have been here for over three years now and the buzz still hasn’t faded. I guess the energy remains strong; we know we do.

We realized a little while ago that we had created a life full of discretionary. We divested all our responsibilities and debts and bills and each day we can wake up and ask, “what happens today?”

It is all about choices. And split-second decisions, possibly after long mental and verbal debates or on a whim; all leading to that one moment.

But, sometimes there are the “what if’s.” Continue Reading…