Omar showed up at eight o’clock sharp this morning with the steering box (I swear I can not ever remember the name of that thing). He had noticed that when it was all put together he could move the shaft back and forth maybe an eighth of an inch—just enough … Read More
Boat Bound
On the road again. Headed back to the boat by bus for what I can only hope is the last time. Thirteen hour bus rides are great and all, but I really could do without them for a while. The bus trips are always broken up—I assume at the State … Read More
Morning Walk
What I really love about living in Old Town Mazatlan is that every outing can be visually stimulating. Today we walked over to Olas Altas beach for breakfast. About a thirty minute walk with the kids (equal to seven minutes for adults alone).
All Saints Day
My Uncle Ray died last week. We had never lived within 1000 miles of each other, thus my memories of Ray are limited. But the one thing I will never forget—and that I loved and admired about him—was his ability to enter a room, make everyone laugh with only a … Read More
Dressing Up…Again
After school Ouest and I went to the market to have tamales for lunch. When we got there we ran into one of her classmates whose aunt happens to own the vegetable stand next to the tamales. Lunch was put on hold while the girls ran around taking pictures of each … Read More
Nothing Much
Seriously, nothing much. We were supposed to go over to Stone Island with some local friends today but that fell through. Instead we took it easy, gearing up for a couple of interesting and busy days ahead.
Goodbyes
Two or three weeks ago—after two months of school—Ouest suddenly started having separation anxiety when I dropped her off at school. One day, out of the blue, I said goodbye then realized she was still holding my hand tightly. I looked down and saw her lip quivering and tears welling … Read More
Walking Old Town
This morning we went out for a walk, had a snack at a new to us café that Ali had spotted a few days earlier, and then explored a few streets that we hadn’t been up or down before. I love the color and the faded rough edges that are … Read More
It’s Potty Time
Lowe is on the home stretch in the potty-training game and I can’t tell you how excited that makes both of us. The thought of cruising without diapers is something we almost dared not think about. And now here we are. Granted, we’ll still have night-time nappies for a while … Read More
Get Your Shine Box
Pretty quiet around here. Lowe has a rash from the depths of hell, and Ouest appears to be getting sick. So really just normal everyday life. Lowe and I walked Ouest to school this morning. As we walked through the gate I immediately noticed that the kids were not wearing … Read More
Pics and Paint
Checking the settings. Getting the shot. Reviewing. With a very serious look. Meanwhile, not so serious. When Lowe and I drop Ouest off in the mornings most of the shops aren’t open yet—meaning that the big metal gates are all down. Lowe loves this time of day. He breaks out … Read More