After two weeks we’ve left Puerto Escondido. For the most part it was a great stop, the second-longest (after Puerto Vallarta last January) since we left Boston well over two-and-a-half years ago now. There’s definitely something to say about stopping for longer periods like that, though in practice there’s so much of the world still to see that it’ll probably be a couple years before we start slowing down significantly.
Puerto Escondido is a pretty sleepy, quiet place, particularly up in the area where we were staying. Thus we had a pretty standard routine: Mark had to get up by 6:30 to have time for coffee & breakfast before heading off to his 8:00 AM class. He wasn’t real fond of that early morning schedule. I had more leisure, and better breakfasts: a little restaurant five minutes from our hotel made the world’s greatest cheese-and-chorizo omelet (seriously – it was amazing) but it didn’t open until 8:00 so Mark only got it on weekend mornings. You could get that great omelet and a nice little bowl of fresh fruit for a little under $4.50. Just one reason we love Mexico.
Then it was beach, lunch on the beach – typically ceviche as an appetizer and then some cooked fish, all very fresh, maybe listening to some Canadian at the table next to us explaining to his Canadian friend how American politics works. (He wasn’t as smart or insightful as he thought himself to be….) Then back to the hotel to rest from all that excitement. We found three or four restaurants along the five- or six-block strip near our hotel that we liked and would bounce back and forth from one night to the next, typically with our sociologist friend Scott and always after a pre-dinner drink at Revolucion.
I did manage to get some errands done, the kind of stuff that you need to be settled a bit to take care of. I got new lenses for my glasses (at about a third what it would have cost in Boston), we both got our teeth cleaned (at half the cost of a cleaning in Boston), replaced some shorts that had too many holes even for me. And we got all the SIM card stuff working on our phones which has made a huge difference for us. Now our phones are online pretty much all the time and – this was a surprise to us – the phones work as wifi hot-spots for our iPads, meaning they’re online too. SO much better service than we had with AT&T when we were paying four or five times as much.
Now after a lovely two weeks meeting fun people and hanging out at the beach we’re moving a couple hours down the coast on our way overland into Guatemala. First a couple days on another beach and then we head inland toward San Cristobal and some Mayan ruins. We see a lot of ruins…
Hello friends, sorry to be such a bad communicator, but was prompted to track down your blog and communicate this way (I don’t think I have current email addresses) after the most recent of the relentless Facebook email pokes reminded me that at some point Mark had asked to connect on Facebook (I am a lurker, never post, just set it up when my girls “got a Facebook” as they say, years ago… Of course Facebook is now only for old people, Nora (now 16) and Talia (14) are exclusively on Instagram and Snapchat).
We are all well, both happy about (because of last year’s horrific drought) and sick of ( because it has been relentlessly raining for weeks) winter, therefore envious of window into your warm tropical escapades. The girls are midway between their junior and freshman years of high school, respectively, Paul still freelancing but thinking about getting a day job, I’m still happy working in the Governor ‘s office (my second governor) which I both love and am feeling increasingly burnt out doing, so thinking by this time next year, after (Oregon’s) Governor Brown is elected in her own right, I hope to transition to a Portland based job that doesn’t have me gone 12 hours a day, where my scope of responsibilities is reasonable enough that I can actually do a good job.
We just had a mini Siri inch reunion of sorts in Berkeley. Chris and Joey and the girls were on home leave from Geneva, Paul and the girls and I drove down from Oregon, Michael and Christie drove over from Reno, and we all converged at Amy Gordon’s house. It was wonderful to be together for the day.
Love and best wishes on your travels, and look us up if you circle through the Pacific Northwest…
Ps: The email address I included below is the one I use for Internet stuff. You should have one with my first name dot last name that is the one I use for friends and family, in case you want to reply that way… But the oregongg one below works as well